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It's raining. I sit on the front porch, smoking a cigarette, and thinking. And crying. And I can't work it out in my head. But then I see him. He's standing in the middle of the street, staring at me. I jump up and run towards him. I wrap my arms around his neck and forget everything as our lips crash together. And my tears and his tears mix with the rain water that runs down our bodies. And everything is okay again, just for that one moment.

But then he pulls away. His sad brown eyes stare down into mine, screaming a thousand words that his mouth would never say.

“Why?” I ask, one question to replace the millions of questions that had been churning through my mind.

He doesn’t answer, but instead leans his head back to let the sweetly warm rain wash away our tears from his face.

“Why?” I repeat, with a note of desperation in my voice. He looks at me again, and now his face is no longer sad, but blank, utterly expressionless. He turns around and slowly, deliberately walks away from me.

“I’m sorry!” I call out in a choked whisper. He stops and turns his head to look at me one final time, and his eyes burn straight through my skin, scorching his last impression into my brain. And then he’s walking away again.

“I’m sorry!” I say again, a pitiful squeak that is lost is the pounding of the relentless rain.

I sink to my knees on the slick pavement, facing in the direction he was walking, but I can no longer see him. With nothing left of him, I stare up into the inky sky just as he had done seconds earlier.

“I’m sorry!” I scream into the rain, but with no one to hear me, the sound is lost in the emptiness of night.

Description
It's raining. I sit on the front porch, smoking a cigarette, and thinking. And crying. And I can't work it out in my head. But then I see him. He's standing in the middle of the street, staring at me. I jump up and run towards him. I wrap my arms around his neck and forget everything as our lips crash together. And my tears and his tears mix with the rain water that runs down our bodies. And everything is okay again, just for that one moment.

But then he pulls away. His sad brown eyes stare down into mine, screaming a thousand words that his mouth would never say.

“Why?” I ask, one question to replace the millions of questions that had been churning through my mind.

He doesn’t answer, but instead leans his head back to let the sweetly warm rain wash away our tears from his face.

“Why?” I repeat, with a note of desperation in my voice. He looks at me again, and now his face is no longer sad, but blank, utterly expressionless. He turns around and slowly, deliberately walks away from me.

“I’m sorry!” I call out in a choked whisper. He stops and turns his head to look at me one final time, and his eyes burn straight through my skin, scorching his last impression into my brain. And then he’s walking away again.

“I’m sorry!” I say again, a pitiful squeak that is lost is the pounding of the relentless rain.

I sink to my knees on the slick pavement, facing in the direction he was walking, but I can no longer see him. With nothing left of him, I stare up into the inky sky just as he had done seconds earlier.

“I’m sorry!” I scream into the rain, but with no one to hear me, the sound is lost in the emptiness of night.