

Falling for her... As I sit here across the room from her, with nothing but beautiful silence between us, I am reminded that not many people are lucky enough to be loved by someone like her. As the rain continues to fall down my rooftop, I wonder why it always seems like her soul is in sync with the raindrops falling. She looks into my eyes, and it is in this moment, that I begin to understand; that the rain and Her, understand each other, for they both understand the art of falling... Always in my memory my friend. See you on the other side