Some happy love stories too come to an end, may it be forceful, or by understanding.
But the pain can't be forgotten right?
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pain
/peɪn/
(Noun)
Mental or emotional post traumatic suffering
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The rains could no longer be something that could cheer me up. Rather, they would reignite the wounds and my bleeding heart would cry.. Again.!
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Memories flash through my mind again, it hadn't even been a proper month since we had fallen out, and the first monsoon after it made me feel as though it were me who did it all wrong.
It made me recall all of the good times, bad times, all of it.
Instead of letting me heal, it made my heart's situation worse everytime everything would flash before my eyes.
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The clouds were no longer the sense of joy, dancing in the rain never felt happy now.
Rain was only a way of hiding the tears.
Rain was no longer a friend in joy, it was as though someone feeling my pain and crying with me,
The clouds would be my partner in tears, in grief and in sorrow.
I never felt alone when it rained. .
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I never dared to dance back in the rain voluntarily once the rain lost its charm in my eyes.
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