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98.7 was playing mary j. blige's rainy days...
pretty apt... since it was really a rainy day... was in the bus.... looked at everything outside... pple running for shelter... cars speeding away to its destination... motorbikes taking shelter under big grey bridges... usually i'll just fall asleep on his shoulder.. (not the safest thing to do on a bike...) but whenever it rained... the spherical drops became needle-like on ur legs... esp at the speed u go on a bike... still rem how i tried so hard to hide behind him whenever it rained real bad... shivering wet and cold under his black windbreaker... but to have the one u love in this with you... you feel fortunate... but also fearful of what'll happen on his way to sch... 'will he skid along the road? will he lose control of his bike?' you cant concentrate on the days activities... it was a dilemma... rain was pretty...and scary, both at the same time... the rain today was pretty hard... and painful... felt it even beneath my grey windbreaker... did i mention??? i love the rain... i mean the kind you can walk through... and not get totally drenched? but even if so... i wont mind... though its cold... but it gives me a special feeling i cant put in words... or simply... it just reminds me of him... in a way too much to contain... ----Stef stopped rambling at 18:21 --Link to Post |
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