It didnโt rain for you, maybe, but it always rains for me. The sky shatters and rains shards of glass.
TabloHe laughed. I suddenly wanted to laugh, to laugh with him, to sit here, or maybe outside in the rain, and just laugh with him. But I couldnโt. I couldnโt even smile.
TabloIโm afraid Iโll be a book that no one reads. Music that no one listens to anymore. Iโm afraid Iโll be abandoned like a movie playing in an empty theater.
Tablo