29 July 2015
She tells me she wants to be a raindrop. She doesn't mind falling as long as she's not alone, and raindrops are never alone. She always had a new story to tell me: today, it's about being a raindrop. I wish I could've been there when she became a raindrop, because stories aren't always enough and words can only go so far. Sometimes I wonder if she's still talking to me or if I'm just eavesdropping. It used to be everyday, sometimes for hours, sometimes for minutes, that we'd talk. I think relationships are based on communication but her words however sweet and real, sounds so distant and now, they float pass me so effortlessly as if they were meant for someone else.
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Like A Raindrop
RomanceFalling for someone is like being a raindrop falling from the sky. I think that's what she meant when she told me that she wanted to be a raindrop. She wanted to love someone, and today, she found someone to fall with, to fall for. Today, she was...
