Rainy night.

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It’s raining heavily. 
I am in my bed, buried in my blanket with fever. 
I can only think of the day 8 months back when i was sick and you got me chocolates to make me feel better. 
It was raining heavily that day too. 
It almost feels the same except you are not here anymore. 

It’s raining slow now. 
I am in my bed, buried in my blanket with all the feelings i have for you. 
I can only think of how much i miss you and the evening of April 27th. 
It was raining slowly that day too. 
When we we had our first kiss under a shade to protect ourselves from the rain. 

It almost feels the same except I won’t ever kiss your lips again. 

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