The smell of the moist earth rose as the first raindrops kissed the parched ground. It had been a hot summer and much for the two people who had been walking for long. The rain brought reprieve and the scent of love with it. There was nothing to make this summer different, yet there was something to make it special.
Perhaps it was the long summer, or perhaps it was just the late rains. Or perhaps maybe it had just been a long year.......
Meandering through a boulevard of thoughts, drenched in the first shower of the season, there they stood in different land.....miles separating them. Oblivious to the people around them, they remembered.....they remembered each other and they remembered the times....
And then they took another walk in the rain.
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