what a perfect time for rain to start, what a familiar feeling inside of me, so tired of the need to depart and of the feelings and thoughts I have to hide. nothing lasts longer then a blink of an eye. it all ends, leaving nothing but the pain. all we can - go both forward and behind, hoping that we’d learn something on the way.
the day is dark and it’s dark inside of me, but somehow I like it this way. the sound of falling raindrops seems divine. I don’t want this feeling to vanish away. but nothing lasts longer then a blink of an eye and I know that soon the rain will end. all will disappear, ‘cos there’s no use to try to make it all last longer, there would soon be another rain.