May 3, 2020
sitting near a window sill, it’s raining outside, typing my last assignment while sipping my coffee,
only thing i can hear is the clicking of keys and the growling clouds outside,
only light I can see is of my laptop and the flashes from the sky,
only thing i can smell is the smell of wet mud which is begging me to come and taste it,
only thing i can taste is the bitterness of my hot coffee and
the only thing i can feel is the coolness of the breeze and the chills it sends down my spine, wetness of occasional raindrop, the tremble in my heart as the thunder rolls and this deep deep longing to last forever in this moment
