Rainy Day

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Waking up to the gentle tapping of raindrops hitting my window..

Laying under the covers, listening to the whistling sound of the wind.

Memories flashing back of what a wonderful night it was.

However, the overwhelming thoughts of "what if" keep appearing.

Her hand fits perfectly in his.

His lips are about as soft as cloud.

Starring at his eyes, she can feel the butterflies taking over her body.

Will it ever happen?

When will the positive thoughts finally let her breathe?

When will she be ever be able to enjoy the moment without wondering the multiple possibilities?

But wait..

Could his intentions be real?

Could he possibly be that person she has been looking for?

Soft, sweet and caring smile..

She can bright up the entire room with just her smile.

Look into her eyes, they speak for themselves.

A wild heart waiting for something or someone.

Is that enough?

To make him stay..

To make him understand..

To make her feel one again..

Or

Is it the bad guy playing the good guy?

She wants the truth, but too scared to ask..

Too scared to fall for another lie.

The thoughts that run through her mind are as intense as little kid running to an ice cream truck.

Is it wrong to want to be looked as the only girl in the room?

To feel like you're the only one?

Maybe it could be the trust issues..

Others have promised her the same thing..

Demolished her into a walking black cloud hoping to see sunshine rays at the end of the day.

What makes him any different?

She just wants someone to help her put her gloves down.

No one knows how much longer she can fight for..

The scary unbearable thoughts that take over her small body could break down the strongest person..

Hugging her blankets as tight as she can..

Letting out every tear.

Exhaustion takes over as she crumbles herself into a ball.

Peace is found within her sleep.

When will she ever find inner peace?

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