The Warmth of a Rainy Morning
To you. Looking out the window, it's been raining since morning. On days like this I somehow think of you more often, and I find myself still waiting for your voice. I wonder how you felt starting your day this morning. On this rainy day, with a warm cup of tea, will you think of me?
Rain
A rainy morning, a teacup by the window was going cold. The bookmark beside it stirred once in the wind.