A little rain inside me, a little pain inside me. A little dose of mellowness to compromise the life, in a precise amount.

-Self-Quote-

Thursday, October 11, 2012

I'm fine

It's always raining in November. 
It's always raining in this lonely town. 
It's always raining in me. It's always raining in paradise somewhere somehow. 

And I remember things. 
I remember how we used to hug each other. 
I remember how we used to fight. 
I remember you. 

It's always raining in my eyes. 
It's always raining in me, somewhere somehow. 
Until a shelter, until another umbrella, another arm, another heart. 

Until then, I'm fine. 

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