Like children, they danced.

And I danced with them.

There was rain, but we danced within it.

And nobody was there to stop us.

Even if they were, they wouldn’t have.

No—they couldn’t.

Two months later, and the rain hadn’t stopped.

Rainbows rose amid the storm,

The floor was covered in sawdust and floodwater,

but we never ceased our celebration.

Two months later, a promise was made once more,

But kept for the first time.

And for the first time, I didn’t feel alone.

For the first time, I found someone I belonged with.

Two months later, I knew, for the first time, I was in love.

Never before had I longed to remove a moment from the law of time,

And stay forever with one and only one person.

Never before would I have upheld them, still dancing.

Still drowning.

And they were ripped away an eternity too soon.

But my heart does not break to think of them.

My mind does not retreat to memories of those nights.

In my soul, I know, they live on.

For in my heart, they started a fire that cannot be quenched.

So let it rain.

Let it rain.