In the Rain

Hating Him

I watched them

Dancing in the rain.

As he dipped her,

I cringed in the distance-

Tears hidden amid

The raindrops surrounding me.

His lips tasted her ripe neck;

I touched my own

Remembering his loving nibbles.

I was reassured because

I knew there would be

Rainstorms in their future

And only sunshine in mine.

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