rain

i've always liked the smell of rain-- mostly made up of the smell of damp earth and yet there's something so refreshing about it. i wait in anticipation for the rain to finally come. maybe there's a secret hope in me that the rain will wash away what's past and clean the slate for a new beginning. that the rain will wash away the tears in my heart...

i wish i were a little child again-- that i can run into the rain and not away from it, fearing that it'll ruin my brand new croc leather stilettos and designer bag. i want to jump into puddles and not be afraid of the splash i'll make. i want to walk and run and sing and dance... and not be afraid of what others might think. i want, above all, to forget all my cares and laugh in the rain...

but in reality, if i ever do run into the rain, it'll just be to hide the tears that i'm not able to hide anymore...