Oh to feel that few drops of rain on my skin again.
Oh to chafe my skin against yours again.
To hear the dying echoes of my laughter before the sadness finds its way
To feel loved one last time before I’m broken again.
To watch the last rays of the dying sun light and watch the moon join the show.
To be able to watch the rain, snuggled in a corner with a book and piping hot tea.
To feel the music of my heart and dance away in the moonlight
These are a few of the Brilliant things!