There was something very unusual. The dark night seemed longer than usual, the heart failed to sing at the beauty of the near full moon, the night failed to bring sleep to the tired eyes. It wasn't raining . But the weather outside was gloomy...no wind could make the leaves of the trees in our garden kiss each other, that can act as a lullaby and make me sleep. The morning can bring in rain and wash out the morose situation prevailing...hope it does!
It was raining somewhere else then...but I hate that rain! Though, it can make her heart get rid of something(don't ask me what!) and no more nights will be as unusual as this. The distance between the places can get longer but the bond can only get stronger.