It was only half past eleven. But she needed sleep..to run away from reality
The prickly minty toothpaste didn't sting her mouth that night.
It was all a blur. The sound of her toothbrush usually sounded like a loud buzz in her head.
But tonight was different. She was too preoccupied to notice that she brushed the same spot
She washed her face, somehow awared how unnaturally cold the water was, and headed back into her room.
The silence dragged on.
The wind picked up outside. No it was raining..! A quarter past two.
Rain..that's all she needed. The sound of rain washing her thoughts away..flushing all the negative thougts implanted by the person who never intended to hurt her.
It was all good.
if only rain was a person
if only it rained everyday