~ Sick of the Same story ~...
....

 all day long, sitting alone and nothing to do really, nothing left to say
my days are just.. became to be so boring you know.. day i sleep

night i wake up by the sound of rain, dropping on my little window..
  i stand up and go open it.. i stretch my hands out, and feel the drops dripping on my hand..

and in that same exact moment ,comes this breeze and just knock's the door of that "so called " heart inside of you.. and you dont know what it is, the breeze that whispers to your ears with the

natures secrets and touches your neck with this soft touches, how awesome are you Rain..
 boredome and my so far known world disappears and vanishes,

whenever i see that dark sky and the rays of that blurry moon appears through the gaps of the clouds, when the day leaves and comes the night round..

a wonderful bokeh made by the rain and when it comes, my life comes back and goes upside down my body shudders when i hear a thunder sound..

i'm waiting you, Rain
Cuz i'm sick of the same story over and over again
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Brishti
TheManWhoLovesRain

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