A little patch of light, unravels little pearls of water falling from the sky. A cool breeze blows over me. Whispering into my ears. Taking me back to the times, when life was "life" for many reasons.
Times have changed, so have I. But life... Maybe its just the same. Maybe the sound of rain drops is trying to console me. Maybe the wind is trying to tell me.
Its not so bad. It never was.
It rains. Filling the silence around me with the pitter patter of rain drops.
It rains.Filling my soul, with hopes.
It rains. Telling me something that I always deny....
Its not so bad. It never was.
