Nothing Lasts Forever

I walked around in the rain yesterday. It was wonderful. I had my iPod jammed into my ears, the volume turned up, blotting out everything including my thoughts. Thoughts make me sad you see. I'd walked about, tilting my head up to see the dull silver of the sky. The water droplets, falling down, almost like the heavens had been flooded and the worlds ceiling was leaking. It was more of a drizzle, and my outstretched fingers wiggled through the chilly air, trying to catch the tears of the sky. I'd watched those water droplets slide off of leaves and stain the pavement with their gentle beat. The world is beautiful when it showers. Elegance in simplicity, I can stand and watch it unfold for hours. And my thoughts and tears were washed away, till the wound inside was raw. The rain is my antiseptic, and I knew, as it scrubbed the well of my heart dry, that I would one day heal. Because nothing lasts forever, not even pain.