Tragically Beautiful

Suffering is more poetic than happiness. It gives you a reason to stand in the rain. To be an outcast. To defy formality. It's what you want. You want to be depressed. It makes you more interesting. But you're not. Tragically beautiful. But not interesting. I will stand with you in the rain. Only if you laugh at me. Don't critique me. You are not as smart as you think. I will sit with you in a dark room. We can drink wine. But I will not discuss displeasure. Kiss me instead.