His pov
My day started as usual nothing happened special
until the rain started to play its own rhythms.To
say I'm not a person who enjoys whatever I see ,but
sometimes something makes me weak.My brain say's
to me oppose it but my heart knows me well than I
do .Every rain I've enjoyed has a story to tell.I think
today is also going to leave a mark 3.
While I were falling in to my memory's something
catch my attention.I think it's begin. Looking through
from the cafe glass walls I saw a beautiful creation of
God .I saw a girl.Its not like I haven't seen anyone
before but she held something really special.She
gives me some kind of vibe like,she is the perfect
match for my coffe to love this rain.oh my gosh,why
do I have the teendency to reach her .I must be going
crazy
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De la illuvia(from the rain)
General Fictionhe met her , he fell for her , he know something unexpected would happen on that day. But he never expect this.He shamelessly wanted to make her mine. Even 2 without knowing who is she,where is she from,or anything. It's all about something t...
