I was smoking a fag ... looking through the darkness outside, drops of water falling to the noise that if you manage to remain silent ... is overwhelming sometimes ... was to be remembered as the rain ... feel safe fall on your face, beating and the cold is taking hold q as the water begins to penetrate you ... There is some freedom in feel overwhelmed, or the cold .. or water on you?
remember walking in the rain ... no worries as the cold, without thinking about a possible head cold .. just walking, thinking, talking .. feel. can not remember if I was single, I started walking alone .. q and I met someone that day .. q rain looked like me ...
sometimes, I think .. q cliché in that says life is those little moments where things do not matter much routine that usually consume you daily .. sometimes only to recall how they feel things first, marvel at it and enjoy it ... should be a more routine experience in all of us .. (or rather, more on me)
maybe ... be in the rain is a bit of that .. something that melts in the sense of the primitive .. of the most basic feelings that remind us that we are alive .... because throughout the rest of life that follows this second .. forgetting we had ..
today, watch and hear the overwhelming sound that calls me out .. I called the water to come out to play with it .. q I feel I became an adult, I have the courage to face it out ...
settle for remembering me ... today is the day I .- "safe when there is no q calculatedly think tomorrow, I'll take a break and I'll go to get wet" jjajjajja up to be a little asshole and live complicates me little ... Kiza
should not only remember and cherish for once, because if some day when most away this right now and a possible hearing with me so I regret not to take him, the urge to hear .. feel the rain .. like today ...
