rain watcher

i watch the rain.

i’ve always watched the rain.

always from above.

i am a rain watcher.

my heart is heavy, because i am so far from those i love, because information is passed along on in tidbits, because i wasn’t invited, wasn’t asked, didn’t know, because of the heaviness of her heart and how everyone tries to help when who knows if what we are doing is even helpful at all, but even my help is pushed aside because how could i help? i am too old to be carefree and considered too young to truly know pain but that isn’t true. everyone’s pain weighs too much for them and i–

i watch the rain.

water never leaves. it falls, it is, it leaves.

the rain that falls has seen it all, knows it all, will watch it all and so i watch the rain.


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