rain is looking out the window, until he decides he hates the gerund and rethinking. Rain Look out the window. The diversionary interference of introspective thinking grammatical evasion was his mind at the moment. So this is their absence. So rather than nostalgia is this indolence that freezes, that prevents mourn and kick because he was. Because sooner or later had to go.
really wanted to do a bit of drama, writing will miss him until the end, cut the veins (albeit metaphorically) but know that you can not miss it again, it has nothing left emptiness, the stillness before a window, the certainty of that resignation.
Look rain, close your eyes and know that it does not rain inside. Remember that "Only the lonely children may be accumulating all their love, the others are spending their feelings in worldly talks." (Stefan Zweig, Letter from an Unknown Woman)
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