The subtle sound of summer you hear, is rain.
Droplets like a thousand hopes piercing into my skin.
The distorted image of the city lights, floats in the puddle right beside.
I have an umbrella which I refuse to put into use.
A stranger beside me, who looks like my lover.
We carry the same symphony.
The rain is stronger than us, yet we share a love stronger then rain.
Of never being able know our names
Of never being able to share this rain again.
It is raining, listen while you still can..
Neha Bharali 🌻
(Remember me dancing in the rain, like a child ready to take her first steps)
amazing......