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Its Raining In Love
I don't know what it is,
but I distrust myself
when I start to like a girl
a lot.


It makes me nervous.

I don't say the right things
or perhaps I start
to examine,
evaluate,
compute
what I am saying.


If I say, "Do you think it's going to rain?"
and she says, "I don't know,"
I start thinking : Does she really like me?

In other words
I get a little creepy.


A friend of mine once said,
"It's twenty times better to be friends
with someone
than it is to be in love with them.
"

I think he's right and besides,
it's raining somewhere, programming flowers
and keeping snails happy.

That's all taken care of.


BUT

if a girl likes me a lot
and starts getting real nervous
and suddenly begins asking me funny questions
and looks sad if I give the wrong answers
and she says things like,
"Do you think it's going to rain?"
and I say, "It beats me,"
and she says, "Oh,"
and looks a little sad
at the clear blue California sky,
I think : Thank God, it's you, baby, this time
instead of me.
Written by: Richard Brautigan