Pappa tyckte att jag skulle skriva en dikt

Så här har ni den :)

 

In the distance

 

She walked away just in the middle of it all and

He didn´t know a thing

It´s like soft rain on concrete on a hot summer day

Sudden, soft spokely and whitering away

 

Just as she went out the door he remembered something

A feeling left behind, hidden behind an empty shell

Of purpose

Of the thought of everythings meaning

 

As soon as he closed his eyes, when the door slammed

Leaving nothing but echo in the stillness of life itself

He felt nothing but sorrow, but

He didn´t know what hit him

He didn´t know a thing

 

She kept on walking, but didn´t shed a tear

Her mind was made up long ago

But it had to take her here, to realise so

 

It´s like soft rain on concrete on a hot summer day

Sudden, soft spokely and whitering away

 

Just as he understood he wanted her to erase the emptiness

She was long gone, and while he thought he knew it all

He didn´t know a thing

And she was already where she should be

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