With raindrops falling down the page and collecting in light puddles

I fell, pale and mild, pulled me down to him like gravity, I’m trying to meet you, you smell like moonlight, equilibrium, looked so sweet, I lost my page again, wasn’t my season, and early morning rain, grip, the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers, made you feel dirty, haunt my dreams, balance, something bad inside me went away, spent my days in the city, definitely maybe, so many lies are taking hold...there’s many scars.. it’s taken me a long time, if you would like to, your house and summertime, and it’s hard when you were working like you do, held to the past too aware of the pending, a girl like you