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kitaclifford
kitaclifford "better a bad page then a blank one..."
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The pain of loosing someone, will never leave you...

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I awoke to the sound of rain hammering against my bedroom window,

I awoke to the sound of rain hammering against my bedroom window, like a giant banging his fist, demanding to be let in.

I lay there in the dark staring,

I lay there in the dark staring, as little raindrops slid down the window and connected with all the other droplets,

making a miniature swimming pool when they hit the bottom; like they were meant to be together.

Like no matter what they did,

Like no matter what they did, or whatever mistakes they made along the way,

Like no matter what they did, or whatever mistakes they made along the way, it didn't matter;

Like no matter what they did, or whatever mistakes they made along the way, it didn't matter; as they were bound to end up there.

Together they made rivers,

Together they made lakes,

Together they made oceans...

they were destined to accomplish great things.

The window rattled at the force of the driving rain, as though it were actually feeling pain.

Knowing I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep,

Knowing I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep, I threw the warm covers off and walked broodingly to the window,

opening the hatch and letting the rain pour through onto me;

opening the hatch and letting the rain pour through onto me; as if I were taking the hits in place of the window.

opening the hatch and letting the rain pour through onto me; as if I were taking the hits in place of the window. At least I was taking his pain away.

Nothing could hurt me anymore, not after what happened....

I could still see her smile,

I could still see her smile, I always wondered how she kept her teeth so white.

I could still see her smile, I always wondered how she kept her teeth so white. But she had always insisted it was her special secret.

Her hair had a golden glow in the soft evening light,

Her hair had a golden glow in the soft evening light, her eyes shone with innocence,

Her hair had a golden glow in the soft evening light, her eyes shone with innocence, joy

Her hair had a golden glow in the soft evening light, her eyes shone with innocence, joy and freedom...

Her hair had a golden glow in the soft evening light, her eyes shone with innocence, joy and freedom... I could look into those eyes for the rest of my life.

Her fingers slipped into mine as I held her against me,

Her fingers slipped into mine as I held her against me, softly,

Her fingers slipped into mine as I held her against me, softly, worried that if I held her small, delicate body even the slightest bit too tight,

Her fingers slipped into mine as I held her against me, softly, worried that if I held her small, delicate body even the slightest bit too tight, she'd break into tiny pieces.

I could smell her hair,

I could smell her hair, it smelled of strawberries and mint...

I could smell her hair, it smelled of strawberries and mint... it had become my favourite smell in the world.

Shivering from the freezing wind, the rain dripped from my soaking wet body.

Shivering from the freezing wind, the rain dripped from my soaking wet body. I couldn't tell if I was crying or if it was just the rain.

Shutting the window down with a thud, the wind howled against it,

Shutting the window down with a thud, the wind howled against it, begging me to open it again.

Shutting the window down with a thud, the wind howled against it, begging me to open it again. Looking at the ground I noticed the carpet was soaked, and my toes wrinkled from all the water.

She used to love the rain;

She used to love the rain; I remember her grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the bridge, our bridge,

She used to love the rain; I remember her grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the bridge, our bridge, the bridge where we had first met,

She used to love the rain; I remember her grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the bridge, our bridge, the bridge where we had first met, where I had stolen her first kiss,

where she had told me she loved me, and I loved her.....

where she had told me she loved me, and I loved her..... it had just began to rain.

I had insisted we go inside so we didn't catch a cold,

I had insisted we go inside so we didn't catch a cold, but she didn't mind,

I had insisted we go inside so we didn't catch a cold, but she didn't mind, she wanted to be out in it;

I had insisted we go inside so we didn't catch a cold, but she didn't mind, she wanted to be out in it; holding me close as we started dancing.

I had insisted we go inside so we didn't catch a cold, but she didn't mind, she wanted to be out in it; holding me close as we started dancing. It was cold,

I had insisted we go inside so we didn't catch a cold, but she didn't mind, she wanted to be out in it; holding me close as we started dancing. It was cold, it was wet,

I had insisted we go inside so we didn't catch a cold, but she didn't mind, she wanted to be out in it; holding me close as we started dancing. It was cold, it was wet, it was dark.

But with her, everything was different.

She gave me warmth,

she was my light,

and she was the love of my life.

The giant woke me out of it, reminding me once again, that this was reality.

The giant woke me out of it, reminding me once again, that this was reality. I could tell they were tears this time.

The giant woke me out of it, reminding me once again, that this was reality. I could tell they were tears this time. I got up and opened the window again,

The giant woke me out of it, reminding me once again, that this was reality. I could tell they were tears this time. I got up and opened the window again, the rain slashing at my skin and eyes.

I let out a blood curling yell,

I let out a blood curling yell, a yell of pure pain,

I let out a blood curling yell, a yell of pure pain, pure anger;

I let out a blood curling yell, a yell of pure pain, pure anger; anger that something as stupid as a car,

I let out a blood curling yell, a yell of pure pain, pure anger; anger that something as stupid as a car, can break your heart into a million pieces.

Anger that one moment

Anger that one moment can destroy every moment there ever was

Anger that one moment can destroy every moment there ever was or could be.

Anger that one moment can destroy every moment there ever was or could be. Anger,

Anger that one moment can destroy every moment there ever was or could be. Anger, that she was never,

Anger that one moment can destroy every moment there ever was or could be. Anger, that she was never, ever,

Anger that one moment can destroy every moment there ever was or could be. Anger, that she was never, ever, coming back.

She will continue to haunt me till the day I die,

She will continue to haunt me till the day I die, and I can't afford to let her go

She will continue to haunt me till the day I die, and I can't afford to let her go......

She will continue to haunt me till the day I die, and I can't afford to let her go.....so I won't.

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