Downpour memories

Beans, Pen & Nirja

It’s 3 am
and as I look through the window, its raining
I can hear the pouring rain outside
as I lie on my bed,
memories of you run in front of my eyes
rain, it’s a constant reminder of your presence
I had quitely built a memory museum out of our happy memories

If I am ever granted a dream to come true,
I wish to run to you once again,
I wish to pause that moment
where I would take a step closer to you
I want you to look into my eyes and there’s a new story evolving

At times, I miss you
but monsoon brings you alive, right in front of my eyes
and your memories are even deeper

You, the reason for my smile
forever engraved in my heart
my special life memory untill we meet again

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