The Pouring Rain

Peaceful

I once asked someone...

"Which do you prefer, the sun and the sky or the rain and the clouds?"

If it wasn't raining that night, then I wouldn't have met her...

*flashback*

I was looking out my window, It was a dark rainy night, all you could hear was the rain, all you could see were the light posts surrounding the street and some cars passing by. What caught my eye though... Wasn't the clouds, the thunder or the occasional cars, but a girl...

She was sitting under a tree close to a light post but far enough from the road, the tree didn't give her much protection though because she was soaking wet and the rain still hits her, she must've been freezing! All she was wearing were shorts, a sleeveless shirt and some slippers.

I got worried of course. She was a stranger, she could've been a kidnapper or a murderer but still... I wore a jacket, got an extra one and grabbed my umbrella. I sneaked out of the house hoping not to wake my parents because it was late. I went straight to the girl, I put my extra jacket on her and held the umbrella over us, she just looked at me then back to the dark of the night.

"I'm contemplating whether I should just die right now or wait for a miracle to happen." She said. Although the rain was pouring hard and loud I heard her voice as if we were in a quiet place.

"Miracles aren't real." I responded, not looking at her but just staring straight ahead, watching as the rain falls down to earth and the rain drops break into a million pieces.

"Then I should just die now then." She answered. We were talking about death as if it was nothing, well... If no one cares about you, if you are just a burden, if you are always forgotten and you are always the last choice then maybe it wouldn't hurt to die, no one will remember you anyway, right? It's like trash, you throw it then you forget about it, everyone threw me away already, so why bother living when no one wants you to.

"Maybe..." I said, the thought and memories of everyone leaving me still in my mind, they're still there physically, of course, but they're just not... Messed up I know, but that's just how it is.

"Do you want to die?" She asked. She looked at me intently, waiting for my answer

"Before I answer that, let me ask a question of my own." She looked in front of her again. I waited for her to answer or urge me to go on, but she didn't say or do anything, so I just did.

"Which do you prefer, the sun and the sky or the rain and the clouds?" I asked, she was silent and still, as if thinking of something. A few moments of silence went on, then suddenly the umbrella was blown away by the wind, I was about to chase it, but then she answered...

"The rain and the clouds."

"Why?" I questioned. Looking at her as I waited for her to answer.

"Well for one, the rain is so loud that instead of thinking, you focus on the sound of the rain hitting the earth, second, it's cold and dark and I can be alone, and lastly, everyone doesn't like it because they relate it to gloomy and sad. Everyone doesn't like it therefore I like it, it's peaceful and soothing." She remarked. I looked back in front of me thinking about her answer.

"Most people don't like it... But I prefer the rain and the clouds as well." I stated. Then looked at her again, I haven't seen her face, even though we have been talking for quite a while.

She looked at me as I was looking at her, and I was mesmerized by the sight, although her eyes were puffy and her nose was red, she was beautiful, even in the dark. Her eyes had a light shade of brown that was bright, but I can see the sadness in them.

We just sat there looking into each others' eyes, as if exchanging thoughts.

"You do?" She broke the silence and I nodded not breaking eye contact. "Why?"

"It's peaceful, unique, and you can watch as the rain drops turn into tiny little pieces waiting to be dry and be reborn... I can relate to the rain, everyone doesn't like it, everyone leaves when it comes and everyone seeks shelter when it's near. I like the rain but it probably doesn't like me just like everyone else." I replied.

"The rain likes you... It's there when you're alone, you can tell the rain secrets and it won't tell, and the sound of the pouring rain lets you forget your surroundings, it lets you forget everything and it helps you feel better." She said. I had no reply and I broke eye contact.

"Plus... I like you." She stated, and I was shocked and speechless, then I smiled and looked back into those brown remarkable eyes.

"I like you too, and to answer your previous question... As long as you don't want to die, then I won't want to die too." She smiled as I said this, and she looked even more beautiful.

"Maybe this time I won't be alone as I watch the pouring rain, because a miracle just happened..." She stopped and held my hands.

"I met you."

*flashback end*

Well that's all I can tell you because that's how I found my reason to live and how she found hers.

~End~