Answer:
following footsteps,
nothing between these worlds,
Im stuck in a whole,
nothing to stop it,
Over the raindrops,
The sounds of thunder overrules,
tell me a story of love,
the one where the water is grouped,
Then you are separated,
Nothing between these lies,
Something you've learned to do,
but helps you no less,
Than crying fake tears,
The only person around,
The product of nothing,
Cause in the end,
The flow isn't gone,
Cause the story has something you follow,
The words that are whispered,
And you find a story the love story,
But then you find out,
on this empty page,
this story of love,
Had never existed.
LOL... Hope this helps, I love writing poetry but this was hard and this is also cringey.