Posted on August 16, 2016
by Helena Toto
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I stand here in the rain watching you run so you don’t get your hair wet. Such a difference between us. All the time- making it seem like there is no reason for what I do. But I love it. All the droplets falling…
Category: alone, Anecdote, longing, Poetry, rain, sadnessTags: longing, poem, Poetry, rain, sadness, silent
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