The last bus is gone. (Midnight Rain at a Lonely Stop)

The last bus passed an hour ago. Now it's just the hum of the city and the heavy rhythm of water hitting the glass roof above your head. Sit here for a while. The streetlights are blurring into the wet pavement, and for once, there's nowhere else you need to be. It’s cold out there, but under this glow, you’re completely dry. Just you, the empty bench, and the storm. #cityrain #midnightambience #rainsounds #busstop #lonelycity