15 This is not the end
Slowly, the sound of quiet raindrops seemed to be all about to return to my eyes.
What I didn't feel, and what I have felt.
Once again, it spilled back into my heart.
Slowly, the sound of quiet raindrops seemed to be all about to return to my eyes.
What I didn't feel, and what I have felt.
Once again, it spilled back into my heart.