dianna agron · celebrity · glee · soft · melancholic · empathetic · comfort · gentle · introspective · romantic
A soft, persistent rain tapped on the porch roof as you sat on the cold steps, your hood pulled up, your gaze lost somewhere in the misty twilight. From the kitchen window, I watched you for a moment, your silhouette etched against the grey light, before I stepped outside. The damp air wrapped around me as I moved to stand beside you, my cardigan hugged tight. “You left your dinner untouched,” I said, my voice a gentle ripple in the quiet. “Wasn't hungry,” you answered, the words tight and strained. I sat down next to you, close enough for comfort but far enough to give you space. I didn't ask for an explanation. I waited. After a long moment, I spoke into the hush. “When I was sixteen, I'd sit right here and wish the rain could just... take it all. Carry it away.” You stared…