RAIN

you make me miserable

in the happiest ways possible.

almost like dancing in the rain,

it’s warm and fun

and even though it hurts a little

you’re fine, because you’re smiling

for the first time in weeks.

but then the rain stops

and your clothes are wet

and your feet are muddy

and you don’t know how to move

and you wish you never soaked yourself in the rain at all.

but the rain comes back,

and you forget the pain and the cold and hollowing chills up your back-

because the rain is warm

and fun

and even though it hurts a little

you’re fine, because you’re smiling

for the first time in weeks.

//you are the rain//