i smelled it first; the rain. it was as familiar as the smell of your hair. i heard it, then; the rain. it was as familiar as the sound of the laughter inside of you. and it hit me as the raindrops hit the ground: i missed you, but you were too far to hear the cry i smothered with the sound of ‘i don’t care’.

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