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❝ loneliness adds beauty to life.
 it puts a special burn on sunsets
and makes night air smell better.❞

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on a dark friday evening, my best friend jonah marais sat beside the window as tears spilled all over his face. i, corbyn besson had gone away to new york city  to meet my beautiful girlfriend christina marie and jonah was feeling gloomier than ever. he had just broken up with his girlfriend tatum dahl. not because tate, was the wrong girl. she was perfect for jonah. beautiful, charming, brave and confident. but because jonah wasn't the right one for tate. he sure did like her but he didn't really love her. so both of them managed to end their relationship, while still being able to call each other friends.

this friday night, jonah was missing her more than he ever did. he could have simply asked her to come over. but he was afraid that it might convey a wrong message to her. dark night, alone in his home. doesn't it sound like a perfect date scenario. but tate and jonah were only friends. so poor jonah decided to sit near the window and watch the raid drops fall, pitter-patter-pitter-patter.

in his hands jonah held a note book, his fingers scribbling down words which his heart wanted to sing as he watched to rain drops drift apart from each other. 

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