I love hearing the rain hit the car. The thunder of the water imitates a rollercoaster. With waves of heavy and light. Watching the rain race down the window reminds me of easier times When all I worried about was getting along with siblings and finishing homework.
As I sit in the steamy car in the middle of June I wonder when my life began to get complicated the rain begins to slows down And I smile As I live in the moment once again hearing the rain hit the car softly.
I can't remember the last time I slept naked. With warm sheets and soft blankets, wrapping me in a womb, while the fan blows in my face. I can't remember the last time I slept naked. With him holding
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