droplets fluttered around us on that soft friday evening, falling and rising. you turned your back to me and i leaned in to capture your aroma. reaching in there was softness and warmth, and you stepped towards it and accepted. within, my mind raced; so many questions, so many without answers. i knew that time would work both for and against us, so i took what i could. sadness and happiness crashed, leaving nothing certain except for a rising sun and a sky above. synchronize you whispered and i chuckled. of course i will was my reply and we parted ways.

thinking. analyzing. cautioners. go.

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