like teardrops from the sky or maybe the ones that flow from my left eye. The development of photographs that don't exist I don't think I can stand much more of this.*
*rain like teardrops from above what caused this rain is most likely love. A love for a child that couldn't be kept a love so strong; you won't believe how I've wept
Rain. Rain. Rain. Inspired by the sad loss of a young cousin which I already began to love but never met.