Patterns in the Rain

Can you hear the rain?
It calls your name...
Can you feel...my hands so moist with shame?
Now...when I need you the most, You're not here...
I let your hands slip... Falling, like the rain.
I struggled to live on,
But I truly can't go on without you...
I traveled to the ends of the earth...
I followed the rainbow and found no treasure... I
followed the whales to the abyss...
And now, I simply can't go on.
The rain talks to me...
As if you were the one talking...
Telling me... "To ignore joy while is lasts, While lamenting ones fate...Is a great crime."
Could these words be true?
The patterns in the rain...
The rain talks to me...
But I know it's really you...
Calling for me... Telling me which path to take.
I will live on... And when I finally fall... Then we will meet again...
Forever...