The rain

All day I was feeling okay.

Until just now.

The rain, which I used to like, made it through the dams and seems like the waves are washing the fields away.

Grey clouds above me, wet shirt on me and the growing puddles under my feet...

And yet I'm still in the office with the cold neon lights and checking the time when I can switch the things off and leave.

For the day it was enough. Just wanna lay. Maybe think. To be alone. And see where those thought run with the rain's rivers in the valley.

Heavy heart and tuber in the throat.

So long time no felt them.