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.