I. Was. Never. Been. So. Afraid. Of. Rain.
I wasn't afraid of rain. Never did. Heavy or light.
I loved every single drop of it.
I loved the thip-thup sounds it makes as it strikes my roof.
I loved how its cold breeze kisses my shivering skin.
I loved how it whispers the slushing sounds through my soul.
I loved how wet I can get when I don't care about the curious eyes staring at me.
I loved how playful it can be with my childhood years.
I loved how it makes me feel comfortable in my wary times.
I loved how it embraces me when I have no one to be my companion on my sleepless nights.
I loved how it makes me feel alright.
I loved how it makes me feel fine.
I loved how it makes me feel loved.
And suddenly, we were about to break apart.
You were done with my unstable mind.
You were done of how I am supposed to be to you.
You talked and talked but every words just break and break.
You think we need to stop.
You think that we shouldn't work anymore.
You cried and cried and I can feel the pain in your chest.
You've given up to me.
And that was all my fault.
It is all my fault.
And that night, a heavy rain poured on. Countless drops it touches the roof.
I can no longer hear the crickets chirping,
Nor the barks of the dogs from my neighbor's house,
Nor the beeping horns of the cars from the street.
All I hear was the soundless cry I make inside my room.
All I hear was the crashing breeze of the violent rain from entering my window.
But this time, I wasn't happy.
This time I felt fear.
I felt anxious.
I felt cautious.
I felt unsecured.
I was afraid.
I was afraid of the rain.
'Cause this time, it made me feel alone.