The rain's cries seem to be more powerful today...Honestly, it is the one present when I'm having this thoughts. I wonder, why? It just seems to know when and how soothing it needs to be at this times. Oh rain, you always know how to care. Everytime I close my eyes, all I can see its you. Wishing your drops of water would touch my skin while I just soak into you...I'm too much of a coward though. My parents could get mad i f I catch a cold and turn out sick because I did such thing without their permission. But, I can't help but feel the need to. I don't want to force you though. I can't control you nor can you control me. We're just two existing beings who do what they think its right.
Anyway, I know there's much more better choices for you. Other people who would gladly soak with you waterfall. They're not afraid; but I am. It's silly right? Perhaps I might just give up and look from the window instead. After all, you deserve much better than someone who can't calm you just the way you do for them.Alright, back to talking about the rain...
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Rainy Midnight Thoughs
PoetryBeing cozy, with the only shine in the room being a night lamp and right outside your window hearing the sky's tears drop as you stare at the ceiling. Well, this could lead to perhaps two alternate routes: 1.Falling into the depths of sleep and end...
