Our fate was wretched
Our destiny was an error
Our love was a glitch
It was never meant to exist...
But the world played us,
Turned us into fools believing that 'we' & 'us', were truly suited.
It was a pain to me, especially for him.
We were both struggling.
Hoping society would accept him,
But no, never will they accept him.
Out of billions of people in the world, why did it have to be him?
Everything started and ended under the rain.
Saying farewells,
Sobbing heavily,
Choking out every word I've always said,
Shouting out his name...
I was doomed to dream in the rain.
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Dreaming In The Rain
Historia CortaTalia Serein Crimson, Talia means rain from heaven. Serein means the fine, light rain that falls from a clear sky at sunset or in the early hours of night. A girl with hyperthymesia getting somehow lost in the rain and was welcomed by an unwelcoming...
