Drenched.

You’d think that since I have been through this before, I’d be better at handling it. It’s as if life raises the stakes every time. More fire. Bigger. Brighter. Hotter. Singing with love and desire that was doused with torrential rains.

Maybe that’s why.

Maybe because it was put out before its time.

That must have been one enormous bucket of tears.

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