She loved the rain
How it lightly kissed the windowpane
Leaving rainbow colored teardrops
How it was in bitter war outside
Tore plants from ground and howled with the wind
How it was a blessing
Romanticizing walks and kisses and sharing umbrellas
How it was a cursed reminder
Of the darkness within her
She loved books
How the new pages were still untouched
The words still unread
How the dusty pages made you sneeze
And the ink faded into paper
How the fragrance of freshness
Made her have hope
How the histories and prior ownerships
Made her feel like she belonged
She loved a boy
How he spoke slowly, choosing words carefully
Talking about the most ordinary but strange things
How his eyes were large and curious
And absorbed the color of the world he lived in
How his fingers were long, ink stained
Arms strong, making her feel safe in his embrace
How he smiled a wide smile
Rarely but perfectly
She loved life
How everything made sense
When happiness and love kept her warm
How everything turned into scattered ashes
When her heart was empty of feeling
How life flowed smoothly
Like a stream of water, from faucet to drain
How it was everything she hated
But also, everything she loved
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