Ache
Pitter, patter, the night seems a little colder, pitter, patter, why can't we be together? The rain came in the right moment where my heart aches as i remember you, its as if it cries along with me as i snapped into the world of my reality, the coldness of the wind run down my veins and freeze my throat not to scream, my tears followed the rain as my heart wishes, hoping it's all a dream.
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