...And when I look out my window, I see the leaves falling from the trees. I see the trash blow through the street. I see a distant bolt of lightning. I see the raindrops slowly start to fall. I see the big cloud up above. I see the way your body language changes when you realize I’m the one that you’ve been dreaming of. When I walk out my front door, I feel the rain as it hits my face. I see the broken flower vase. I see the leather and the lace. One last bird is flying to the tree; the water’s weighing down its wings. I see the way your body language changes. I see the way you look at me and the pain it brings. Can you feel the rain?
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