Tears fall.. landing and ripples in the puddle from the rain. No one can see her crying because of the storm. This is when she can open up to the world and show her pain.

The wind runs across her neck as if the fingers of Death, himself, was trying to get her attention. She knows that she can't hide but yet she still runs. Running from the fear of love.

She stops and looks back. He is there.. the rain still falling just as fast as her tears.. and just as fast as she is falling in love. This love that can never be.. I love you too, Death.
© Blake Webb