Rain and Seasons

I wait for the rain, So it may express what I never could. —And when it falls, I want it to pour relentlessly, To match the depth of my devastation. Though it can't last forever— Somehow I want my devastation to fade away; Like rain sometimes does. I want my heartache to change like seasons do, I need to know what—spring, summer, autumn, and winter feel like. I want spring to express how my heart blooms like a flower. —Summer to reflect my sunshiny life And Autumn to embody my life crises crumbling piece-by-piece, like dead leaves. At last, winter to express the quiet beauty of endings—cold, silent, yet breathtaking in its stillness. —Beloved —What a tragedy, My life has never been as beautiful as all these seasons~