riverside

Rain

So here goes. This writing looks so small and sheepish. 

It's Tuesday night and all I can hear is the rain outside my window. If I lay on my side and stare into the direction of it the droplets sound like notes from a piano. A soft music. 

I like the rain, it's always constant. It goes from starting to stopping, mostly. It can come and go but that depends on the day. It reminds me of friends. 

The rain is by far better than most of my friends. Even though the rain doesn't have any feelings or emotions it cares for me more than they do. If you have any idea what I'm talking about, keep reading.   

Rain falls from the sky coating everything, your hair, clothes, purses everything. It really ruins your hair completely. I guess what I'm trying to say but I'm failing at putting this in words is "friends" don't care what happens to you as long as they get what they want. They do all of this stuff as if they were being brainwashed, but still have little control over themselves. 

Rain doesn't have any control. It can't stop itself. 

None of this makes sense, but that's okay I'll change it in the morning. After I scream about the fact I'm actually posting this. Hopefully no one reads it but that they know this on their own even if it's just in the back of their minds. 

The biggest thing I wanna say is "friends" don't really get the full title of being a friend because they are so consumed in themselves and their lives. have you noticed when they ask how your doing, they stare mindlessly into your eyes, nod their heads, and say "that's good". 

I mean really, I could say "I'm dying" or, "you know I don't really want to explain any of that stuff" and they nod their heads with a "yeah yeah oh good". 

Then they continue and tell you about what's going on with them. And your options are doing what they first did to you, or you can be an actual friend. You can listen and try helping them out or maybe just being the encouraging head nod they need to be more confident. 

Well I'm most likely not this persons friend, so i personally would stare at them and question "why" and then walk away. 

On a happy note, the rain is still pouring and slipping down my window.

What a true friend 

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