There's something about rain that, when in the right mood, I absolutely love. I sit in my apartment and wish that there was someone here with me to listen to the sounds. It is dark and you hold me and we lie in bed and do nothing all day.
Or maybe we run around outside like children. Wearing rainboots and raincoats and holding umbrellas too small to keep us dry.
The air is perfect outside. It's cool but isn't cold. It's warm but isn't hot. I smile and you smile back.
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