⌠ 1 ⌡
Before this.
Before the library.
Before meeting her through him,
before the misunderstandings,
before Ai,
before love.
Alone.
Some kind of dark pit,
unable to be climbed out of.
Try and try again,
you tumble back down.
You see people around you,
connecting,
laughing,
you wonder,
how?
⌠ 2 ⌡
Because how
could
they
share
parts
of
themselves?
Was it not scary
No hesitation
no regrets
nothing
betrayal
pain
misery
only happiness?
So freely.
I envy them
I hate them
despise
jealous
i want to be like them too...
⌠ 3 ⌡
But in the midst of it all
I found it.
In the rain.
It was pouring,
big fat drops condensing into needles,
pricking away at my skin,
9 meters per second.
My jacket already soaked
My glasses fogging up
The sky was so dark
Like the sun had never existed.
It happened.
When we passed by each other.
I knew it was her.
The girl across from me in the library.
This was so long ago-
before everything.
It doesn't even seem real anymore.
A memory
muddled by time.
Still.
She was carrying an umbrella.
I was holding a soggy textbook over my head.
She stopped me,
fretted about my clothes
told me I'd get a cold.
Me. A complete stranger.
I told her I was fine,
insisted it.
But she forced her umbrella into my hand
and ran off,
you don't need to return it!
She doesn't remember,
but I do.
Light finally reached me.
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