Sometimes, When It’s Raining

Sometimes, when it’s raining, I remember the first kite I made with an innocent child’s eagerness, the one that I couldn’t fly. I remember the days I used to sleep at dawn and sighed seeing my neighbor going to work. Sometimes, when it’s raining, I remember my childhood having trieding to catch every raindrop delirious with joy and my mom getting mad at me.
Sometimes, when it’s raining, I feel a bit lonely. The raindrops falling on the ground with a rhythm remind me so much of you. I wish I could catch every drop and make it rain again. I believe the rain will bring you back to me.
Sometimes, when it’s raining, I watch the rain and think about you. I think about whether you are thinking about me too. Don’t be confused. I know you’re not.
Sometimes, when it’s raining, I draw a picture of a city for us only. I imagine we are hanging around the city, enjoying the splendid view from the old tower, getting so tired and having our coffee at an authentic café nearby.
Sometimes, when it’s raining, I break all the walls between us; I build a bridges on over the oceans and roads on the deserts.
Sometimes, when it’s raining, I open my little window, breathe the rain-washed earth, close my eyes and think about you. I think about what your face looks like, how you live and if you are doing well. I think about your smile and if you get angry with yourself too for forgetting your favorite song’s lyrics.
Sometimes, when it’s raining, I wonder if it’s raining where you are too. Do you want to see what I see, know what I know? I can see the lightnings collide. What a pity! They are killing the sunshine like a knife, I could die.
Sometimes, when it’s raining, I find myself in childish thoughts. I think about you madly. I plan our future, and then I kill you in my dreams hoping to overcome this grievous love with the next rain.
Sometimes, when it’s raining, I just feel sad…

by OnlyHope (Yasemin)