fairytale.

Raindrops on my shoulder.

In the middle of May

We still played out in the rain

Nothing to lose but everything to gain

Reflecting now on how things could've been

It was worth it in the end

It begun to rain when we arrived at the train station. We talked about the beauty of rain. When I wanted to get in the station you putted your arms around me and took me in the rain.

The cold raindrops were hitting the ground quickly. I saw you trying to enjoy the spring rain.

But this won't be the last time we will stay in the rain, right? Next time, I'll dance with you, while the rain will fall down on us, like today it did.

'Cause:

"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, is about learning to dance in the rain"

Labels: Dance, R, Rain, Raindrop

POSTED BY Unknown ON Tuesday, 24 May 2011 @ 20:10