locked with pain.

It's raining cats and dogs outside,with winds billowing with ghostly sound and trees shaking madly. Rain hits sharply on the windows, but who would know the thing I most afraid of is the sudden drumming of thunder warrior. She says raindrops are the bravest thing ever created by God because they are never afraid of falling

And how I wish I am the rain drop, instead of the silence tears that keep falling down times to times, endures the pain in chest everytime she hears the voice from the other end.

No, I am not brave enough to fall,

to fall in love again.