I hold the bottle out into the rain and watch as the steady flow slowly fills it. When there is enough enough that Beth can clearly see I close the bottle and hand it to her.She raises a skeptical eyebrow but accepts the bottle.Its our rain Beth.Her head barely shakes to show her confusion while I rub the back of my neck and search for my courage. I told you I loved you in this rain and when you doubt my words I want you to look at this bottle.
Our love was covered in fur yet I was the only one who wanted to pet it.