The Story Of Our Passing
Picked up by side of road, two strangers meet.
It was a dark stormy night with big clashes of thunder, sparks of lightning and the rain coming down hard. I was on my way home from work, soaked though. I looked up and thought, "What happened? It was such a nice day today." I could feel my clothes sticking to my skin as the rain hit me, my hair blowing in the wind and being tangling up into a mess. My body started to become hard to move as the wetness of my clothes weig...