the dark clouds closing in. perfect finale to the quiet day. a street across, what's between us. the water starts to fall, all the other noise drowned out by the pitter patter. the invigorating cold a sharp pain building against my skin. you held an umbrella in your hands. and that's all. you with your shelter across the road. near, yet too far. the raindrops kissed the tears running down my face. still standing in the rain, seemed safer. than running to you.
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