rain

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i feel a drop of water hit my head

i look up

the sky and clouds are dark

it's about to rain

i didn't bring an umbrella

it starts to rain and storm

i'll get soaked

i sigh and start walking to my apartment

the world looks beautiful when it rains

the rain smells nice and comforting

but the wetness and mud are annoying

he loved the rain

he would always make me come outside with him so we could catch the droplets of rain on our tongues

he would always smile

i would smile too

the rain used to make me happy

but now it just makes me sad

i still love the rain though

it just hurts to remember all of the memories of me and him in the rain

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