In each drop of rain, I look for the moments Spent with you, But soon, they are dried up By the burning sun. In each sand grain, I look for the memories Made with you But soon, they are washed away By the vast ocean.
poetry & thought

In each drop of rain, I look for the moments Spent with you, But soon, they are dried up By the burning sun. In each sand grain, I look for the memories Made with you But soon, they are washed away By the vast ocean.
Dare to disturb the universe?