It’s raining again.

I think of you when it rains, when the dropless hit my face as im going in the house i think of your soft lips kissing my skin, your voice in my ear. I think its you over my shoulder whispering your kisses from far away. i watch as it rains from inside, huddled in a blanket sick. The droplets surround me, temptation pulls but i know you would stop whispering your kisses, so i sit back and admire from afar. Your droplets kiss the glass in place of me, i watch mesmerised by your droplets.

i can hear the thunder as i cry, i cry for you are not beside me but far away beside your family. i hear the thunder shout and scream to show i am not alone. i sit on the porch a blanket around my shoulders as the thunder sounds watching as it lights up the sky with mesmerising patterns. my tears slow as the cold wind encases me like a blanket with oppisite intentions. my eyes frozen on the sky as one last time thunder claps and its gone, as are my tears.

its snowing i watch as the white flecks fall from the sky this time with no tears. im not missing you, for you are finally right beside me. we watch the sky become white i see white flecks in her hair. finally she is beside me once again.