Honey Silk

Where

I miss the rain, it\'s all I have and all I\'ll ever want. 

When I need to cry, it hides my tears and washed me anew. 

The rain makes it all worth while. 

It dances on my skin, it fills me till I am whole again and it breathes air into my lungs. 

When my mind runs wild with uncertainty, I look to the rain and it calms my inner storm. 

Suddenly, I\'m more than what I perceived to be. I\'m more than me and it fills me with joy. 

The rain cradles me with the winds that grasp and cling. 

When it rains, I don\'t feel alone. I feel lighter in every step I take, it\'s all I need. 

It\'s all I ever want to feel. When my chest tightens within and I feel as though I can\'t breathe, the rain saves me. 

It demands my attention and I never refuse it. It reminds me of the beauty in the simple things. Like the water droplets that race down my window or when a puddle has caught it\'s own rainbow. 

I\'m no longer scared, angry or exhausted. I am comforted, relieved and renewed. 

Every time it rains, my life restarts and I am given a chance to breathe.