A/N) Here's another Tim-Shot because he deserves better than what he's been getting for the past decade.
The rain pours down on his head mercilessly as he stares at the tiny splashes each of the million drops of water make when they come in brutal contact with the cracked asphalt in front of him, eyes empty of feeling.
People walk around, colorful boots splashing, children running, cars rushing, water spraying and the grey sky crying on everyone. Whether they were sad or not. Whether they noticed it's sorrow or not.
Tim noticed.
Painfully aware he was of the suffering the sky had to endure to keep its tears at. At until finally it couldn't hold back it's dam of sadness and let go.
His face was wet.
And it wasn't just because of the rain.
He's dizzy. Because he can't imagine how... after everything, how could she do this to him?
How could she just come into his life, give him light, and then wrench it away without so much as a goodbye word.
He's numb and burning inside all at once.
His eyes close as his breath comes out in shaky puffs. Those who pass around him stare, confused, some of them whisper, most just keep walking under the safety of their umbrellas, having no time to wonder about this stranger in an expensive suit staring at the grey rain.
No time.
He'd often felt like that, like a person caught in the whirlwind of life... without actually being a part of it. He lived, but he wasn't alive.
At least not until she ran into him.
Then, for the first time in what felt like decades, he's only twenty-three, he could breathe... and she was the air.
And now, without her, he was suffocating.
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