[mood|confused]
[music|None...watching English ppl on tv]

A prose poem I had to write for my World Literature class. I love it. It's about my ex english boy and watching the rain with him.

The sun slowly retreated to its humble dwelling as finality seized the day. We sat on the stone sidewalk and watched the world in mid spin. Without words we told our stories as our eyes conveyed the path that we once traveled. We were at peace, in that paradise we embraced, and as our fingers intertwined a promise was born. A new world opened as the summer rain began to fall, purifying all around us. We were the wind. We were wild and without worries. Into the early morning we remained and as the new day began, so did we.