BlackGannet

BlackGannet

Sarah Wazir...a well known wattpader once asked me when I spoke about the first showers of our country. 
          (We live in the middle east.. Where it barely rains.) 
          "How would you describe the feeling? Of the first showers? "
          
          This...  Is what it feels like. There are no words to describe it. 
          ☔  
          The first and last showers are usually storms. Always comes early morning without a warning. I'm always the first in the family to to wake up to the sound of thunder striking at three in the morning. I just stand by the window watching the dry roads quench their thirst. The once grey dried up roads now shine black and glimmer under the streetlights. I just place my hand on the Glass... Mist forming around it as the windows are cleaned by the rains. I always wish that I have someone to hold in my arms. Someone who would love the rains cold and my warmth. It's.. A chilling pulse that runs  through my veins like... Exploding happiness at every node. ☔