Meeting... 😊

We met! Then we got away! Fire fires! The rain sank him. My face shook for a smile. You look down and everything is desolate. Life met us, as a last chance! As a check? A sudden exam! Maybe- joke ...! Just a second and it makes sense. The rain was blowing, blushing gray. He did not turn around. Just keep going. It did not work out. He passed me in the rain ... Even no wound! Now, has not been bleeding for a long time.