I listen as the rain continue pouring from the angry sky. I hold my sheets close with hands as cold as winter as the clouds keep crying. I clutched my chest while sighing a silent prayer. Hoping with all the strength in my tiny heart that one day I won't be huddled under the covers, alone and cold. That day will arrive where we'll build forts out of our dreams. It will be our shelter from the raging world outside; all arms and legs tangled together in love.
The clouds' tears streaming down the window. |
I asked him to provide a title for this piece but he wasn't able to come up with one yet so I'm posting this as untitled. I will repost this once he decides on a title and hopefully provide a different and better picture. ^_^
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