A/N: Its been a while :/ Just got inspired to write this little short story... havent uploaded in a while, not even sure if anyone visits my page anymore. but whoever comes across this story enjoy :) Thanks. Review are optional but appreciated
It is said that rain brings many surprises. Some delightful, some not so.
Rain reminds me of you. It reminds me that your were once very caring, loving, and very much alive.
When it rains…
I see you, a stranger, sitting on a park set swing in a light drizzle of rain. There was something about you that I could not resist. I remember walking over to you, being captivated by you. I wanted to know you… I wanted to know what it was that you were so elated about.
"I simply just love the rain." You had said.
"Why?" I was bewildered. To me the rain was disgusting. It made the ground muddy. When it rains everyone stays inside, and everything smelled like rain. I never knew that because of you, I would begin to see things differently.
When it rains…
I remember the day I had the courage to confess to you my feelings.
My last class of the day had ended, and as always you were waiting for me. It was raining that day, I remember. It was not light, yet it was not pouring, it was perfect. When I came out, you were dancing in the rain.
"Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass… it's about learning to dance in the rain" You liked to say.
We were under a huge oak tree, trying to take as much cover as you would let me. I had never been more nervous in my life. You had that look on your face. The same look you have every time it rains. It was a look of pure bliss. Suddenly, I wasn't so nervous anymore.
When it rains…
It's our wedding day again.
Once again, it was raining. You had said, you wanted a beach wedding so that we would be close to the water. (Just in case it didn't rain.) Your wish had come true.
I will never forget seeing you walk down the aisle, with your father by your side. I saw that look. The one that I had come to know so well now.
Although everyone else had umbrellas sheltering themselves from the downpour, you insisted that you did not want one. You wanted to feel the rain on your face.
"Rain washes away all fears." You insisted.
When it rains…
It is as though the whole world is crying with me. My tears, the rain, fill my heart.
It's like you are talking to me. I can almost hear your steady breathing.
When it rains… I remember you had told me before you left me…
"When it rains, it's me, telling you how much I miss and love you."
If I m not home, then I am in the rain. If I am not in the rain, I am on my way to you.
"When it rains, I will come visit you, and tell you I miss you too, and I will always love you."