I used to despise the rain when I was young
It made me feel sad and depressed
Ruining the fun I had planned to do that day
But now that I am older
I say I love the rain
The feeling of being drenched under the falling drops of water
Soaking wet to the bone as I stood still
Clothes clung to my body like a leech
I lifted my gaze up to the pouring rain
And I graced the sky with a smile upon my lips
As memories of you flashed in my mind
My smile faded as the realization dawned on me
You’re no longer here, but I still am
No matter how much it hurt, even now
I had to let you go, because you didn’t want to stay
Or cared enough to be here
And that, my dear, is why I love rainy days
Because I can spend my time crying
Under the loathsome and forsaken rain
That kept falling every second
Drowning me with my thoughts
Of you and me.
Mostly you.
About the Creator
Isabella Renteria
"Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks." - Plutarch


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