nothing stays the same.
this makes & breaks everything.
I'm sitting in my car watching the sheets of rain hit my windows, my wipers clear my windshield for a split second, then the droplets slam, splatter, bead, & roll down.
there's lightning & thunder & I'm calculating the location of the the storm.
6 miles.
getting farther.
rain makes me happy with everything / everyone it reminds me of.
I want to get back in bed, open my balcony door, crack a bottle of reisling, & listen to the rain outside with someone who matters while the sun goes down.
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