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The pitter patter of rain on my window reminded me of you
Lazy afternoons in bed and movies that watched us
Turning the radio down to see through blurred windshields
Raindrops dancing on the tips of your eyelashes
Tears released in my pillow
Thunderous fights about how to love
Slow songs about the rain
And the painful reality that we couldn't stand it
I wonder if the rain has tapped on your window today
And what stories are narrated to you by its sound
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