Rain and Tears…

I stood at the steep of the bridge, watching the couple dance in the rain. I couldn’t see their faces, but watching them live perhaps their life’s most joyous moment, I felt I was them.

The rain started beating down harder, and the couple became less visible as the drops of water filled up the air. I wanted to throw away my own umbrella and dance. I probably would have, had my feet not become numb as my thoughts took me back in time.

My eyes rained too that evening.

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