Posted in Pretentious Prose

Raindrops

It’s been raining since I woke up. The sky is gray and I just love it. Gloomy weather is my favorite.

I tried counting the raindrops as they quietly hit the ground. I tried and tried but they were just too many to count.

So instead, I began to count the hours until you’re by my side to enjoy the gloomy weather together. That was a more worthwhile thing to do. And all the while, I have a smile on face as I watch the raindrops and think of you.

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