I take my hands out of my window to feel those drops. Those pearl like droplets were dancing on my palm as if they were celebrating . She would have loved this.....
She...she was so pure, her heart was like a seven year old. She was always a nature lover. "I Love rain. " she always used to say that. Rain used to make her so joyful and she had the same effect on me.
It has been three years since her death. Since that drastful car accident which took her life, took her away from me and it still hurts. I remember all the things that she used to say, all the things she loved. Everything...everything reminds me of her.
Wish I could save her. It was my fault, I told her to come over. I was the reason behind her death. I regretted calling her, I regret not saying that she means the world to me. "I love you" I regret not saying those to her even when she was my everything.