As i uncover my eyes from underneath the covers I heard the gentle tapping of raindrops against my bedroom window
These were my favorite kind of days where i didn't have to feel bad about not leaving my house
I get up, stretch and yawn mindlessly I make myself a cup of hot chocolate with whipped cream and small glittery marshmallows
Each raindrop brought together A soothing sound, a natural melody Every bit as beautiful as a mothers soulful ham
It was as if earlier the street had been a Matt photograph Only to be washed as glossy as any magazine page
I take a book with me upstairs and i plop myself down on the couch right underneath my window
Everything blooming, bowing down to the rain
Seeing the droplets trickle down my window brought a sense of calmness within me This is the time i could be alone and be myself
I read away and let every moment sink in as it was not going to last forever
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