“I love the rains,” she said. “Is that so?” He was intrigued.
“Oh yes, a beautiful sunny day saddens me.”
“The rain on the other hand, I love how it mirrors the state of my heart.”
To this he sang back, “My dark cloudy soul drifts into the abyss of nothingness, going nowhere, leaving no trace, just pouring, and weeping a little, every passing minute.”
That day he found his soul mate
And she found love.
They sat upon the shore.
Looking straight into nothingness.
They were happy.
Away from the chaos.
From the maddening crowd.
They really were happy.
She looked at her friend and said, “You know this land is beautiful when it rains.”
“Well,” her friend replied, “This place is beautiful always, everyday.”
“Did you see that?” she asked. “No, what?”
“That!” And just like that, it began lightening.
And then on that summer midnight hour, it poured.
They danced together.
Two insane friends.
Danced on the beach.
Mimicking the waves.
So the waves,
They danced upon the shore.
Drenched us in laughter.
Breaking our hearts,
A million times over.