Just A Nobody

ACCEPTANCE

The wind is blowing vigorously, that brings the dark clouds from the east to the city.

Raindrops began to pour, which makes the civilians on the street run,looking for a place to cover themselves from the rain for a while.

And some are walking with umbrellas in their hand. More vehicles are passing by on the street, and stop every time the traffic lights turn red, which results in a little traffic down there we

I'm here at the rooftop of a building.

I thought rain during this kind of situation happens only in movies.

People are wearing all black from head to toe,

The smell of the ground when water hits the surface,

All the flowers, even though it's not a holiday or event to celebrate,

And lastly,

All the mourning.

I don't mind the rain soaking every part of my body.I continue to watch the people and vehicles in the street while letting myself bathe in the rain.

I don't care if I catch a cold or a fever, because now?

All I can feel is comfort, every time raindrops touches my skin and hiding all the tears coming from my eyes.

As if the rain feels the sorrows I feel, Hugging and crying with me.

"I didn't imagine that a simple rain like this will make me feel this way," I said to myself and laugh for no reason while tears continue to flow together with the rain.

I heard the rooftop door creaks open, so I fix myself and wipe the tears in my face, which I realize is useless because no one can probably tell that I'm crying because of the rain.

I look at the door's direction, and there I saw a woman wearing a long black coat, a shirt underneath, and a pair of pants, standing in front while holding a transparent umbrella on her right hand, and the other one is on the coat's pocket. I don't know who she is, so I ignore her and look at the street again while holding the metal railings.

The rain pours continuously, and a number of few people are walking compare a few minutes before.

"Why are you here?" A girl's voice asked I look beside me, and she's the woman on the door earlier.

How did she end up here without me noticing? I ask myself.

"To think," I said and smile, she smiles back, and a strong wind blows after.

"I see," she answered and look at the street like what I'm doing.

"Who?" she asked without looking at me.

"Huh? who what?" I answered confusingly, but she just smiles.

"Who did you lose?" She asked again.

"How did you know?" I asked.

"That," she said and pointed at me.

"The outfit you're wearing, and you know what building you're standing at, right?" She added.

"Ah yeah," I said and smile,

I forgot that I'm still in the funeral building where he's staying.

Of all the places to stay, why here? Thoughts began to occupy my head again.

"Hey? Are you still with me?" I heard the woman asked.

"Ah yeah?" I answered and looked at her.

"Good, so can I ask who?" She said.

I don't know her, she's a total stranger to me to talk about something personal like this, but she seems kind, so I answered.