Post-Downpour

I love the smell of the rain

And how the soil turns wet and mushy

From the constant flow of water from above

And how the grass turns a little bit greener

From the pounding of those droplets Continue reading “Post-Downpour”

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Guilt and Regret

The rain was falling so slowly. Truly, it was such a fitting weather for this day. It was tricking down and softly knocking on my tinted window. I put my heavy head to lean on the cold glass and the coolness instantly helped to relieve — if only a bit — the pain that kept on bugging me since this morning. I released a deep sigh. I closed my eyes and tried my best not to think of the things that happened. Continue reading “Guilt and Regret”