Stuck with you

This is me
And that is you.
Different people as we see,
Don’t deny the golden truth.
Because that is the living proof.

Drip!
Drip!
The sky is crying.
Showering the
House on the 11th street
With hugs of tinder ice.

So were stuck together now,
Till one of us gets sick.
It’s awkward.
And really not that bad.
Cause I’ve discovered the real person.
Hiding behind the broken glass.

Tic-Toc,
The clock goes by,
Hurrying the lost frantic hare,
Clouds are starting to vanish
As I see the sun’s skyline.
A few words before I go
But there’s nothing else to say.
My mouth is frozen.
I used up all my words.
Cause,
Dear Grandpa passed away.