She Doesn’t Know

As the last ray of the sun is consumed by the darker tones of oncoming clouds,  she sees a single raindrop fall to the already tear-stained ground. Knowing an onslaught of rain is imminent,  the words "of course" in that somber tone manage to escape before she buries her face back into her hands as a flood of emotions exhaust her mental barriers... She doesn't know... She struggles to maintain as a battle between her mind and her heart consume every ounce of energy she possesses. As tears fall from her eyes she looks to the sky and wonders "why?" "Why me?" With a scarred heart and a weary mind she vows to never love again. To construct impenetrable walls which could not let anyone in... She doesn't know... She feels so alone. Looking at the ground, at the thousands of tears she's wept, she again notices that single drop of rain. A single drop amongst a thousand tears... This is how she feels. She knows it will be hard to be alone but to feel alone while surrounded is a feeling no one should have to feel. She thinks she's invisible... But she doesn't know... She doesn't know that through the pain and even the downpour of rain, that I see her. She swears off love but she doesn't even know what love is, Only what 'He' gives... Because how can someone throw away something so beautiful had they truly experienced it... But she doesn't know... I would show her. If only she would tear down those walls and dry her eyes, she would see me standing there with an open hand and an umbrella... This 'guy', who does he think he is... What gives him the right to reduce anyone to tears. To make them feel so guarded and depreciated... But everything happens for a reason. And even this 'guy' served a purpose. Because going through something so bad allows you to realize and appreciate when you find something good. So fellas, be you! Be the best you you can be! And ladies, don't be afraid to love.  We are here to experience life, so don't be afraid to live!...

      And together they walked holding each others hand, She notices the spot where her emotions were in demand. Where she fell on her knees and her tears soaked the ground, crying pleas with no hope to be found. Where rain was pouring and she felt at an end, two flowers now grew... Life began again.  

-S. Thompson