Rain

“What a beautiful warmth” pronounced my lips,
“Let’s talk about more that the weather.” you said.
Did you think that maybe nothing else was in my head?
Am I so distant that you can’t even hear me,
When I say that I think the weather deserves further scrutiny?

You stand there
Awkward in the rain
And though the sun shines and the air is dry
It’s raining all the same.

The mental rain beats on my mind
Washing away all emotion
Leaving me cold and clammy and engulfed in logic
But robbed of true feeling.
I watch as the invisible drops
Drip down your face and onto your expectant lips
And I can feel as my mind slowly melts
And drip drip drips…
Into the oblivion of the invisible monsoon
But I guess I shouldn’t worry
This’ll be over soon

And you stand there
Awkward in the rain.

So as the tears rip me apart
They never meet my skin
They contemplate a quick escape
But I can hold them in

Though the sun shines
And the air is dry,
It’s raining.