Rain.
Heavy rain.
Pouring down.
Like ice cold bullets when it hits my skin.
I stand there.
Alone.
Shivering.
Crying.
Depressed.
I look across the street.
Two young lovers.
Sharing their first kiss.
Cuddling each other.
In the rain.
But they are warm.
Both happy.
Both warm.
I hear kids laughing.
Giggling.
They swarm out into the rain.
They jump in the puddles.
Sing in the rain.
They play together.
In the rain.
Splish-splash.
They are happy.
They are loved.
I cower by a street lamp.
It flickers as if I've hurt it.
I look up.
Even a street lamp doesn't want me.
I stand.
Shaking from the cold wind blowing around me.
I'm wet.
My hair tangled.
My clothes drenched.
When will this raincloud clear?
When will I be happy again?
When will I see blue skies?
When will I be wanted?
When will I be loved?
Rain, rain, go away. Come again another day.
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Rain
Teen FictionWhy am I always so cold? So stormy? So.. rainy? Can't it just be like before? Can't I just be normal? Can't I just stop? When will the raincloud clear? When will I see blue skies?
