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Rain

The perpetuous lovestory of wind and water

By Adrian VidelaPublished 4 years ago 1 min read

When the shades of the night makes the water look black. The wind comes to whisper "take a ride on my back".

"We will aim for the sky and together we'll escape." And in an atmospherical dance the water begun to evaporate.

But there is no such thing as an eternal state in a lovers fate. For the heavy weight was not something anyone could calculate.

So just when they thought that their love had grown stronger. The wind couldn't carry the water any longer.

And as the love that brought them upwards now slowly had to die. The water silently whispered to the wind "this is goodbye".

We call it rain. They call it pain.

Our life on earth will slowly rise. But only when the water cries.

For us it's just a way to keep our living up above. For them it's a cycle of heartbreak and love.

But regardless of defeat the lovers never stopped to try. And to this day they still believe they will live in the sky.

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