Just a Little Memory
Rain, leaving little droplets in our hair
Our sleeves, the only thing protecting us
From the annoyance of the cold air
Silence, except the sound of rain meeting concrete
And the beats of song, from inside
Where we did not want to be
But I felt like I belonged as a tear rolled down my cheek
"It's okay to cry" you say
We both changed that day
That's the moment the fire grew more inside of me
And when the spark started it in you
Just a little memory
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