It rained today...
Yes, it did rain again.
And I got drenched, by his presence.
That same smell of aftershave,
That black colour tee,
That voice...
That poise…
I thought that feeling has forlorn with time,
Who knew it still beheld me
It was awkward...
And I was awestruck...
He was with his wife,
And I, still waited to be his bee-hive!
The re-union was growing loud with the eve,
I was stuck with the long lost grieve.
The vodka ruled my veins,
And I was struck by his lens…
He came up and said, 'Hi'
And I was hiding this lie...
Yes, it rained again, 
And I got drenched in the November Rain...