#Raindrops see nothing but reflect my heart as they fall. Watching as they hit the window the stream comes together I await the second they separate against my window pain like beating my hearts wall. I pray to see him. Trying to catch my breath I can't seem to exist without him since he made my heart beat. I was dead if anyone had asked me at all. The rainfell harder and harder. Then stopped and I can finally see the grief in the last drop that says it all. A raindrop and a teardrop have no rainbow unless there's real love to be the sun after the raindrops fall.
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