It started with just a droplet of rain
and the rest was history.
We shared an umbrella
under the raging storm.
We got soaked from head to toe
but who cares
as long as I got to know
the boy with the blue umbrella.
Suddenly feelings rushed in and
my mind was flooded with thoughts of you
I could not help myself
but recall our encounter
that September night because
My god that was beautiful.
May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 10:40 AM UTC
It started with just a droplet of rain
and the rest was history.
We shared an umbrella
under the raging storm.
We got soaked from head to toe
but who cares
as long as I got to know
the boy with the blue umbrella.
Suddenly feelings rushed in and
my mind was flooded with thoughts of you
I could not help myself
but recall our encounter
that September night because
My god that was beautiful.