A Comma in the Rain

[Chorus] Are we just a comma misplaced? A cosmic typo, a moment erased? Lost in the pages of time's grand design A forgotten whisper, a love left behind. [Verse] Rain on the glass, a soft, steady beat Dusting off philosophies, worn and complete. 'Being and Nothingness', coffee-stained and old, A reader's secret, a story untold. [Pre-Chorus] This faded petal, a fragile decree, A whispered promise meant only for me. Streetlights ignite in the deepening gray, Chasing the shadows of yesterday. [Chorus] Are we just a comma misplaced? A cosmic typo, a moment erased? Lost in the pages of time's grand design A forgotten whisper, a love left behind. [Verse] The old man's umbrella, a gentle, soft drip, A question that forms on my trembling lip. His cane taps the pavement, a rhythm so slow, Reflecting the feelings I try not to know. [Pre-Chorus] Each raindrop a mirror, a tear on the pane, Showing the ghost of a love that remains. This quiet reflection, a silent decree, Is this all that's left for a soul like me? [Chorus] Are we just a comma misplaced? A cosmic typo, a moment erased? Lost in the pages of time's grand design A forgotten whisper, a love left behind. [Bridge] This dusty bookstore, my quiet domain, Where echoes of laughter still softly remain. I trace the worn cover, the ink starts to bleed, Planting a memory, a forgotten seed. [Verse] The ink on this poem, a fragile, faint line, A moment of passion, once yours and once mine. Now just a bookmark in Sartre's deep maze, Lost in the quiet of these passing days. [Outro] A comma in the rain.