The Rain

 

The wind isn’t strong yet it is cool.

The clouds look soft yet very dark.

The rain is hard yet unusually calming.

I stare out the window, wrapping my jacket tighter around my body. There is hardly any life outside, save for the occasional people running for cover. It seems very cold outside, very lonely.

I think about how it isn’t any better inside.

I’ve never been fond of the rain. It reminds me of how I really am – alone. I try to tighten my jacket around me. It’s no use.

I feel colder than the outside probably feels like.

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