In The Rain
A woman flew out her door sobbing quietly. She ran as far as she could go. Her hair flew everywhere. Flashes of pink and yellow flew in her mind. She yelled and sat on the grass, thinking what gone wrong? Pink, yellow. Green, blue. One was her boyfriend. The other was her friend.
She looked at her raven blue hair.
It started to rain.
The rain blended in with her tears.
The ground, now muddy, made her silk dress dirty.
Something so delicate. Now ruined. Just like her.
Even if she washed it. It would still have a stain.
Even if someone healed her. She would always remember this.
This night.
In the rain.
Thanks for reading! R&R!
~Jazzi~