Rain… Why is it so peaceful, though it brings memories of you?
Is it just me, or does rain have a way of soothing everyone’s soul?
Why does the gentle patter on the roof calm us?
Is it just the dance of dopamine, oxytocin, serotonin, and
endorphins?
Or is it because it whispers of moments spent with the ones we love?
Is it just me… or does this apply to all who have loved?
Do we truly love the rain, or is it the memories it brings to life?
Do we really cherish the dark, cloud-covered skies?
Or is it the way our memories blaze like stars in the darkness?
Do we love the chilly air that accompanies the rain?
Or is it because it stirs the same goosebumps we felt when our loved
one first touched us?
Do I truly love the darkness?
Or do I love you for being the light amid all that darkness?
Maybe it’s all true, or maybe it’s not…
But rain always brings me back to you.