Smells like love...

It’s the time to feel the rain. Feel the sensation of each droplet on my skin.
And don't forget the thunders...the dark clouds. I love the smell of the mud after rain soothing my heart in a calm and strange manner..
Now fall into reality please -_-
 Yes, Summer has gone away so long. But why is it still hot?

I feel suffocated sometimes. Not by the hotness of weather, but by people around me.

But sometimes the city let me fly…. And I fly like I can never fall. And I don’t.

Is it time I fall in love? Or is it time I run away?

It’s been so long since someone has hugged me, loved me, and made me feel alive.

I thought love came, but it wasn’t love.

And Now I’m in a dilemma again. There’s a beautiful blackhole. It calls me up and pulls me near. I can’t resist it. It is in my mind, in my heart, telling me to jump in it all the time.

But once I jump, I can never come back.

Where life would take me? Why can’t I find comfort?

Serenity…solace?

Hold me, and tell me it’s ok. Tell me you are not a blackhole, you are just another nice guy under that attractive mask. Tell me.

Or not.
Rain comes, and goes away.
So do people.
So will you.
Will you?

P.S.- I love you.

~Yours Pixie