The kind of "one" we are is decided by our choices, effort, the people surrounding us and our circumstances. Some of it is luck and a lot of it is choices and effort.
Pouring rain drowns the pain
Pouring rain drowns the pain. It's as romantic and dramatic it can get.
Burning in the rain!
I could feel my body heating up, almost burning. At this point I didn't know if it was the rage or the wine. It started drizzling, but the raindrops evaporated as soon as they hit the earth, that's when the tears started running down my burning cheeks. It was raining and the ground beneath me was burning hot. I felt one with the earth we were both burning in the rain.