it drizzled on our first new year's eve, when you twirled me and we danced and kissed on the stroke of midnight. it poured hard as we ran to the safety of our little sanctuary, that warm evening in our first april. the rain couldn't resist kissing us goodbye on the sixth day in our second april.
somehow i have an inkling that it'll rain on our wedding day.
and i wouldn't mind at all :)
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