The rain had always seem to bring me calm in the most dire situations. I would always stay by my window and listen to the howl of the wind, as I watch the sky turn dark with no light in sight other than the faint pinkish and grey hues from when the thunder and lighting decides to make an attempt at a kiss.
Today was different. It was storming out, but rather than being calm, my mind was swirling up a storm of it's own that could almost match that of which was happening outside my window.
How could something you want be so close but beyond reach at the same time?
I wanted him, he is just a room away from me but yet, unreachable.
I should think of getting married? He wants me to be happy?
I can't be happy without him.
I didn't realize I had unconsciously began to walk to his room till
