rain-day.

and if I look up into the sky

the raindrops hit my face.

there is a chill in the air.

everything is a shade of grey

but it is in these times I find myself.

I'd like to sit closer to you though.

this boy told me:

"Before you go, I just want to say...the definition of beauty is written in your eyes...to look into them is to gain full knowledge of perfection and the record of this is written out on my heart...love"

he's too sweet, lives too far away.

he hurt me once...
hm.
but it's so nice to hear those words on this rainy day.

this is the end.

chels