i never share my work but here we go he came and went like summer rain, warm drops that kissed my face in vain. his laughter bright, his smile aglow, a fleeting warmth I’ll always know. but when he left, the chill crept in, a hollow ache beneath my skin. the sky turned gray, the light grew dim, a world less vivid without him. his joy, a fire, now but a trace, still lingers faint in empty space. he came and went, a brief refrain, like fleeting drops of summer rain.