The rain came this afternoon, Along with the missed visit How are you ruling hearts? I hope you are happy always enjoy Me this sense of longing is too much If represented with water may already be a sea. But I prefer to write Any longing that comes to mind. The rain is still my gateway Because you ever painted the story that day. The day I can feel the happiest woman, maybe the world. I want you to know, If it rains down to earth it's a sign I'm really missed you. But if the rain does not come, Believe me I'm trying to feel the shade under the bright sky.
Your voting will force your voice to give me strength.
thanks.