and just maybe

-

and just maybe now she's drifting

in a sea of new possibilities

-

she can feel her fragile heart

beating frantically in her chest

both from fear and exhilaration

like a drug she can't part from

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and just maybe she loves the rain still

the rain that froze to snow and ice

-

but didn't you realize—

that winter has almost passed

and spring is soon to arrive;

bringing her the warmth she needs

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and just maybe she likes the sun

bright and warm; unlike the rain

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she can't love both, she knows

and what shall she choose but

the blazing rain or vibrant sun

and alas, it is still unknown