As the rain fell, I stood underneath the fierce sky. I stood on the desperate and wet ground. I allowed the rain to wash over me and maybe, just maybe wash all my sins away. I thought as the water ran through my hair, it would wash away all your memories. I thought that as the last drop of water falls from my face, your image might fall too. I thought I would be able to actually forget you under the rain but I couldn't. I imagined you hugging me at that same spot I was standing at. I imagined you covering me with your coat, filling my nostrils with your scent. I imagined us laughing loudly and dancing ridiculously, splashing the water all around us with our feet. I couldn't stop imagining you, I couldn't desperately and pathetically wish to be with you. I started crying at my thoughts and imagines and took the rain as a disguise to hide my bitter tears. I faked a laugh and tried to cheer up as the cold breeze hit me and the rain fell all over me. I finally broke down and dropped to the floor and cried my eyes out. All our memories flashed through my mind like a movie. The rain stopped but my tears wouldn't. The rain stopped but the memories wouldn't. The rain stopped, but baby my painful feelings couldn't. And I just sat there, tears streaming down my cheeks and I had the most convincing emotionless expression ever.
