On a sad note...

I’m standing outside in the pouring rain. I knew when I left work that the forecast was severe thunderstorms, how ironic, I thought. My life has felt like a severe thunderstorm for the last three weeks, there’s been a pounding in my chest that I haven’t been able to make go away. Even through the warm and sunny weather outside a storm raged inside me. I’m watching my neighbors run from their cars to get to the warmth of their apartments, but I don’t feel a need to move. Standing in this cold, stinging, wet rain is better than going in to that apartment. That now lonely apartment where all of my memories involve an evening spent with you. While rain is dripping off my nose as I stare up in to the cloudy sky I start to think about how if life was like a movie you would be pulling up in your truck, just in time to grab me and tell me you realized that you love me too, and couldn’t wait one more minute to hold me in your arms, and then I would jump up and wrap my arms around you as we kissed in the rain. Never mind that life isn’t like the movies and you don’t want to see me anymore. I can stand out in the rain and believe what I want.