I see the clouds have begun to gather.
I see the horizon fading.
Constantly reminding me to breathe.
But only after it has rained does the sky become clear.
It's been a while since I last saw the 'blue'.
It's been a long time since I've seen a rainbow.
I've waited a lifetime to see you.
I can't believe you're finally here.
I'm outside, waiting.
Waiting for the power to come back.
The rain is falling gently on my skin.
Yet, the wind is chilly and gusty.
Nothing special is happening now.
Although, it remains special to me.
Since it is probably the last time.
And this will be my last memory.
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