It was drizzling whole day, I could see raindrops falling right from my window pane...
As the droplets were falling and flowing, they made criss cross pattern making it all confusing...
With me trying to find out some faces and birds out of that pattern joining small parts, but with constant raining it was becoming even more complex piece of modern art...
Watching those water lines flow endless and pattern going even more complex, reminded me of my perception for love relationships and flings and ex...
Initially when those droplets fell on me, I found it clumsy and uneasiness irritated me...
But then again as time passed by, I was liking each drop that touched my face...
Same ways a guy came in my life, initially his confession made me feel strife...
Slowly and gradually his presence became my habit, and I started loving him bit by bit...
Now the day has come I love rains and I endlessly love him, rains make me smile and my happiness is with him...
Today wen m sitting and feeling these pearls fall on me, I can feel his touch and his presence on me...
When that tiny drop fell on my lips, I could feel his lips kissing my lips...
While typing dis extract I can feel him all over me, I can feel his love I can feel he holding she...
Its not only me composing it, I am only a pen and he is the inspiration in it...
Today I can speak it out loud YES I LOVE RAINS COZ RAINS MAKE ME FEEL HIS LIPS, RAINS MAKE ME FEEL HIS HAND, RAINS MAKE ME FEEL HIM❤
