Drip…

Drip…

Drip…

Minzy awoke to the light tapping she heard and figured it was raining. She looked to see where he used to lay still was empty. Minzy sighed and then starred at her white ceiling. She was grateful for the rain. It somehow eased the pain she was feeling. She looked out her window and watched as the rain drops drizzled down the window pane. “I’m glad I’m not the only one crying,” Minzy said...