Waiting for nothing.

There she was sitting in the rain

Sad that nobody was there when it counts

It was a small storm and getting dark

Looking up at the sky

Sadly smiling

Remember how she used to love the rain

Somehow just can’t bring herself to cry

Just tired and cold

Listening to life lesson in the pouring rain

Thinking of the price that she’s not willing to pay

Then she got up

Brave the downpour and start walking

She promised that she will start carrying the umbrella again

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