vickyknockers

Let's play in the rain.
Down by the lake at the romantically lit pond, we stand alone.
Soaking wet we freeze together and wait for the long anticipated bus ride.
At the time we'll tell the untold stories of the naked diaries we promise to create.
A final kiss, the sweetest kiss, is always how I remember you.
Then the doors slam shut.
At the station I wait for an eternity.
I'll sit on the cold hard bench and sink my head into a book.
The sound of rain hitting the shelter can drive a person crazy.
Back at home I'll ditch my clothes for feathered blankets and finally get some sleep.

But in my dreams I'll think of you and our adventures in the rain.
Sometimes I think that we're unstoppable.
Today I know it's true.