Raindrops

And as the rain poured down on us, I looked at her and realized I was looking at someone else. She wasn't the same. Her once beautiful brown hair was now a dark heavy blue, her clothes were tighter as if she wanted not to breathe. It didn't make sense to me. This wasn't the girl i had fallen in love with, she wasn't my best friend anymore, she was just some girl. She had changed, inside and out. The rain washed away all the make up and for the last time I glanced at her. I saw the girl, the one I fell for and then I walked away, far away, never to come back. She called out to me, but I couldn't hear her, all I heard was the raindrops washing her away.