Letters to me.

Raindrops tapping softly on my window

Cold, silent breeze passing through

Serene, blissful silence

I smiled to myself.

Theres something about the rain

Greetings old friend

Out of reach

Lately I've been hard to reach

I've been too long on my own

Everybody has a private world

Where they can be alone

Are you calling me?

Are you trying to get through?

Are you reaching out for me?

Like I'm reaching out for you?