No rain no flowers.
But it's always rain. It never ends. A life full of rain. And just when you see the sky break and some sun in the distance. More rain.
It's raining. I keep trying to convince myself that the flowers are coming. But it's still raining. Always raining.
Today I'm not sure the flowers even exist. They are an illusion to keep me from what's on the other side of the rain. Which is only more rain.
I'm drowning in all of this rain.
