Impression

You know i think about you.
alot actually.
Mostly when its raining..
and I'm staring outside my window
and the Sky's begin to open up.

And i see you.
here with me.
watching it all happen.
holding each others hands
as the puddles begin to dry up

its just as if it was real
and everything more
than just a impression
even my dreams cant compete
with this love i have for you.

just as we thought..
the sun began to show
and the image of you
was nothing more than
impression of mind