have you ever listen to the things the clouds and rain tell us may be they had a bad day & only need a listening ear that's why i love to get wet in rain listening to their story.. trying to be their listening ear how beautiful art though ; rain falling or dropping in same pace and beat.. with a soft drop to the loudest splash, quiet but not so, washing away sadness & loneliness. droplets pour down my face & commit slow suicide, soak into my clothes... i sigh smile and spin in the rain like rain i broke into trillions of pieces, isn't it cool or awesome to fall onto someone else's skin and causing them joy, a piece of happiness, soothing their heart i can smell the comfort of rain with me.. it takes my pain away💙
