p o e m s .

its started to rain again

It rained today.
Your mood is as bad as the weather they say.
I find myself laughing and say that I could never stoop that low. I couldn't cry over the smallest things.
But that's what I found myself doing over the past week; crying over things that don't matter and shouldn't matter to me anymore: but they do.
Was it the rain that affected my mood? Or was it my mood that started affecting the weather?