Windowsills

fromastrangertoyou

Remember when we sat on our windowsills

And got engulfed by the cold chills

Warmth spread through my fingertips

When I saw the droplets of water drip

Down by my windowsills

I don’t know how long I sat there

Watching the rain fall everywhere

Filling my senses and leaving me awake

A feeling that my cup of coffee could never break

The sound of the rain falling constantly

Touched my every inch as I watched it intently

Sitting happily on my windowsill

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Published by fromastrangertoyou

A seventeen year old girl on a quest to unravel the secrets of the universe.

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  2. Windowsills are something so aesthetically pleasing to think about and ponder. I always relate reading, rain and windowsills for some reason 🤷‍♀️😂🤔
    You always have so many thoughts and beautiful words to share with world, keep being amazing!❤️💖 I know I’ve said this a hundred times already but, I have misssssssssed you and your post!!!!!!!!

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