subject line: only lonely when it's raining

 

music city

I didn’t realize how much I missed talking to you until it rained today and all I could think about were all those times when we would argue about the rain. You never understood why I love rainy days, why I wear a raincoat instead of using an umbrella because I like the feeling of being immersed in it, or why I get my best work done sitting out on the porch watching it fall around me. You always hated it because it meant a slow day at work for you. And for the first time today, I didn’t feel as excited when I woke up and saw raindrops on the forecast, because I knew that you would be spending your slow day talking to someone that wasn’t me.