This rain is falling right hitting my heart, like a burst of bone, like a pebble in my yard. I hope we could have an invisible raincoat, to hide. All dressed up, waiting for it to stop. I was angry and sorrowful as I wanted this day to come. When will I meet him, when will it happen?
The flowers were enjoying the rain and the trees were making a mockery of me. All annoyed looking at the sky, believe me, I was freaked.
He didn’t call me back, where is he said my unloved heart. Maybe he’s busy.
My overthinking was making me numb, all those thoughts of not being able to see him were tearing me apart. I was eager to see those black deep eyes after 6long months. What if he didn’t come?
I don’t want this rain to take away my happiness, along with it. Shaking in the cold wind, I am standing at my terrace. Waiting for the rain to slow, as it’s like dog and cats are falling along. All my anger is getting converted into awfulness and tragedy.
Where is the sun of bliss? Is it hidden in my heart of joy or woodland forest? Maybe in my blanket of love, where I keep all our secrets. With every drop, I’m feeling my world getting apart. Is this why I was excited from midnight?
For the rain to come and ruin my yearnings.
While going through all these things, the rain stopped. And I went on my first date with him.
That’s how I go on my imagination tour daily.