It's raining out. The children, afraid of the thunder and are blasting the television in hopes of drowning out its sound. I on the other like to sit out on my front steps and have a moment of peace. I'm thinking back to my wish to be kissed in the rain, how special the moment would be, standing in the quiet having that perfect moment. I know wishes do not always come true , but sometimes I just wish they did. Sometimes I wish I could be with him, and at other times I am happy for my freedom.
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