MELODY RAIN🌨🌨

I wake up when it is just about to get bright outside.

I brushed back my hair with my exhausted hands.

The memo pad with the song that I could not complete last night I’ll finish it today as I shut my eyes and let out a sigh.

What excuse can I give? I try to make something up.

It is unfinished anyway so I’ll just make anything up.

Then I turned my eyes to the window and everything looks gray.

Gray city, gray building, gray road and gay rain.

Everything in this world is so slow.

My younger brother who wakes up keep talking back and I keep on opening and closing the innocent refrigerator.

With the unknown empty feeling that washes over me I think I should just go outside without even an umbrella.

I can clearly hear the rain hitting the earth.

I smile.

It’s the best background music.

It is rainy night, the rain knocks on my window, its hits my heart.

My phone is ringing a text come in. My friend text gets my emotion going.

As I inhale the scent of the wet rain, I stretched and go into the bathroom.

Then I greet myself half asleep in the mirror.

I have no one to meet but I take a longer shower than usual.

Rain is still outside the house, but I have nowhere to go.

Just take my umbrella and walk outside without a plan.

As if the rain wants it’s exist to be known, my shoes get dirty.

Am I like someone who engraved my existence like the rain?

If not then I’m someone who came and went like the shower rain.

I get up and when I feel sore, I look out the window.
As if it knows how my body feels, the rain falling.
As I look at the raindrops welling up at my window, I felt it, the tears that were falling down my heart.
With the strange feeling, I look outside and it looks like my situation.
The rain that falls like a melody makes everything seems andante.
I get ready and open my umbrella that was as wrinkle as me.
As I walk, the moment I heard the rain... I wonder who this rain falls for?
A sound that hits the lonely gray cements.