I like crying in the rain
That doesn’t mean I like crying in general
Or the rain
But a combination of the two is lovely
You see, I’m an avid crier
You never know what will trigger my tears
A bad grade on an important final
A close friend turns out to be fake
Taylor Swift breaks up with Travis Kelce
(Although I pray that never happens)
May be that iceberg in the darkness
That shipwrecks my Titanic
The moment before that bubble bursts
My eyes turn to the window
Where the water hits the glass
And next thing I know I’m Usain Bolt
Sprinting to the front door
Throwing it open
And jumping outside
The best place to go in a time like this
In a park bench
Small and lonely against the pretty plants
It’s the perfect place to be, well,
Small and lonely
I sit down
I let my eyes relax
From holding the demon that is sadness
And I cry
At least I think I do
But I can’t tell if the water on my face
Is my own tears
Or the clouds’
As it rains
And rains
And rains
That’s what I like about crying in the rain
The weather hides your tears
It cries with you
But that’s not the best part
The moment when the tears stop flowing
And the sobs turn into gentle breaths
The clouds let go of each others hands
Part ways across the sky
To reveal a carefully painted picture
Of a rainbow
Leaping across the sky
Blessing the blue with pastel colors
Filling my eyes with wonder
Giving my heart a whimsical delight
And it’s this moment
That gives me hope
I’m going to be okay