Rainy days remind me of you

Of curling up on a couch near to a window

Listening to the storm

Water pounding on the glass

Gusts of wind that shake the sheets of rain

The tune is not predicable

The vibrations of sound ebbing and flowing

Wakefulness and sleep are fluid

It’s cosy here


With a warm cup of tea

A book that provides a whole world to sink into

And best of all, the company who doesn’t intrude on the quiet

Who simply adds to the feel of home-

I just found my bed after a long, wet day

I’m finally warm, dry, safe

I have a glass of wine

I’m surrounded by windows

I can hear the rain

I miss you

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