like rain

How easily I forget, my love for the rain.
I carry an umbrella high above my head. Shielding me from the cool sweet caress. Rain falling like kisses on my skin, filling my head with thoughts of sun showers and beautiful colors. Once I longed to walk hand in hand in the rain, dreaming of tomorrows that would never be. But one time too many I've been caught in the storm. How quickly the sweet summer rain can turn into an unforeseen typhoon. Suddenly, I'm lost, the warm rain that tickled my skin turns icy and cold, the dark clouds roll in and I am left vulnerable.
Oh how I hate the rain. Promising myself time and time again, I wouldn't be caught. How foolish I can be. Words falling like sweet rain, making me want, making me believe. Now I wait, praying for a break in the dark clouds.I wait for the sun to warm my cold bones.