You know how much I hated rain,
A drop knocking on my window pane followed by a thousand more
And they're getting louder
Screaming, yelling, telling me to let them in
how come they have voices?
And what's worse is they sounded
Like you.
Just exactly like you,
And you know what?
I never opened my window,
But I stayed on its side just to smell the
Petrichor sneaking out through the gaps.
-ajdby