Listen To the Rain-Part 1

Listen to the rain. It sings. It whispers. Listen to the rain. It heals. It covers. I lay in the grass. Thinking. Wondering. The rain falling, splashing on my cold pail skin. Splashing on my hair. Dancing on my dress. It's falling all around me. Covering me. Protecting me. My body. My heart. My soul. Healing the wounds. Covering the scars. I close my eyes and feel it's cold touch. Drop by drop. Sinking in my skin. I listen to it fall. I listen to it whisper. I listen to it sing. I listen to the wind. Blowing screeching. Screaming. Pounding the rain against my body. Against the grass. I lesten to the thunder roll. Roar. Growl. I listen to the lightning crack and slash the dark sky. I'm thinking. Wondering. Hoping. Hurting. I'm thinking about you. Wondering about you. Hoping for you. Hurting for you. I miss you. I need you. The pain is unbarable. I can't stand to be away from ou. I can't stand not feeling your touch. I can't stand not hearing yur voice. So I lay in the grass. I listen to the rain sing. I listen to it whisper. I let it heal me. I let it cover me. I let it cover the scars. I listen to the rain. It hides my tears. Washes them away. The wind carries waya my worries. My doubts. The thunder hides my cries. My sobs. But the lightning brings you. Brings images of you. Brings memories of you. I can't help but smile. I hold you dream catcher and tags tight against my chest. I hold our picture. Another crash, another stike. I get you for one more night. The sky gets darker and darker. More and more memories of you flash through my mind. The rain grows harder, the lightning grows longer. In the grass I lay, smiling, soaked. Clutching our picture. Clutching your tags. Clutching your dream catcher. The last memories with you. I will meet you again. I will see you again. I will be in you arms again. We will make it. The wind dies down and the rain slows. The thunderstops, so does the lightning show. My show of you is over. Sad once again I lay in the grass. Listening to the rain sing. Listen to the rain whisper. I look at our picture. A tear escapes my eye. I miss you. I wish I could be in our arms again. I wish you could hold me. I miss being with you. I miss hearing you. Another tear added to my growing fear. My growing saddness. Another tear for you. I miss you. I need you.