
Can you feel the rain on your skin like I can? A question I ask, but don't want to acknowledge. Because that would mean admitting that I really do miss you.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Romance - Words: 45 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-04-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2912593
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The air is gusty,
bits of leaves shrapnel in the wind.
The temperature is cool but not cold,
warm but not hot, not bold.
Perfect weather.
Thoughtful weather.
But all I think about is you,
and can you feel the rain where you are, too?
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