its raining.

i remember once, u told u me you loved walking in the rain. and there was that once i shared a jacket with u to shield us in the storm. heh. we both got soaking wet anyway cuz the jacket wasn't waterproof!

but then i think i told u once i didn't like walking in the rain or getting wet. i didn't realise it meant something to u. i was just having a bad day that day and didn't want to talk. i never did tell you why. maybe cuz i was too full of myself to admit it. or maybe i wasn't patient enough.

now when i think back i do enjoy walking in the rain. only it depends. sometimes u wanna sit in bed to enjoy the pitter patter of its drops with a hot cup of milo. sometimes u wanna stare at the rain walking arpund at your void deck and feel that inner peace within u. sometimes.. u just wanna stand in the rain. and let it hit u and wash all over your face. and let the chilly winds blow you to bits.
sometimes.

that sometimes is now. i really want to stand in the rain and feel its gentle kisses on my cheeks and the wind whisper in my ears. to let the droplets soak through my clothes and drench me in a covering of water. to help me come to realisation of where i am again. i love the rain. cuz everything's just so fresh and beautiful when its done, like your vision after u cry. then there's the rainbow, a promise that things will get better.

rain. rain come again
and wash my thoughts away.

if there wasn't rain, there wouldn't be rainbows.