You will come with the rain. 

Everything will be made new. Yesterday will wash away into streams that keep flowing, onward. I’ll look up from being lost in an average day, counting tips and dreaming of far away places or the taste of cold beer on my lips and a hot shower. I’ll look up and I’ll see you, and everything before you will be gone. Those dreams will become background music to the light in your eyes. 

There is beauty, and there is passion, and there is love, and there is goodness in life — and I will find it.

One day. 

And you will come with the rain. 

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