there's something strangely beautiful and romantic about someone walking alone in the rain,
with her hair sticking to her scalp because of the droplets attacking her,
ignoring the mocking smiles of those who are still perfect, safely huddled under their umbrellas
2 comments:
romantic, eh? sounds...not like you;)
Not that sort of romantic. Sappy, lovey-dovey, lame, sentimental, and gushy. Urgh. Not that type.
Romantic... like the genre of art or music. Beautiful romanticism. Idealistic, not really a part of reality, almost unreal. That sort of romantic.
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