Outside, the rain pours over everything, thundering on the tile roof. I put on my coat and grab some coffee to warm me up, to warm my cold cold hands.
The sound of the unstopping rain is almost unbearable... I play a beautiful song to lift up my spirits but the only thing I get is starting to look out through the window wondering where you are.
I carry you here
and there's something of you in everything that I love.Yes, it's the same song I shared a while ago. But that doesn't mean what it says isn't true, because it is. It is.
No matter how long.
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