There’s something so relaxing about the rain. The way it pours down and slowly drips down the curve of your face. The wet trail it leaves behind. It soothes and brings joy to almost anything. Or so I thought.
**WARNING!**
The following contains triggering and sexual content, heavy language, and drug use. Please continue at your own risk.
So we stopped to dance in the rain, for it reminded us of our own tears that were spilled from our eyes in the dark and haunting past. Maybe we wished dancing in the clear drops with happiness on our faces would make the pain go away. For now, it would. That’s all we needed.
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