03.08.2025

the rain, indifferent to our epiphanies, keeps falling,

and even that reminds me of you and the times we

used to daydream our future, something I was sure

we would have, if only because I wanted it so much;

and I think you did, too, at that time. before things

came crashing down, getting worse instead of better

it was raining back then as well, at least over here,

even though it was supposed to be summer, just like

now; but some things don't change, so even back then

the rain was indifferent to any epiphanies we might

have come to while listening to it gently drowning

out the world in front of our windows and porches