Rain, Rain, Don't Go Away...

Why even try? I just want to cry...I want to let it all go and listen to the rain. The rain is something tangible; it is something I can see, hear, touch, and taste. Right now rain seems pretty talented.

There is nothing I want more than to see, hear, touch, and taste. I want the concrete. I want something real, because I've been living in this world of fantasy for far too long. It's all getting hazy now...everything is disappearing.

That's why the rain seems so real right now. After it's stopped raining there are still puddles left behind, and it's like a memory is right there under your feet. And long after that rain evaporates I can still remember...remember how it looked, sounded, felt, and tasted...