Rain, rain...

Today in my study block, these girls were talking about their favorite weather. Of course everyone says sunny, hot, warm... I said I liked the rain. Now, to be honest, I don't think anyone really knew I existed in that class. Also, the girls in that class are veryy girly. So... Needless to say they were suprised when I started talking. They probably thought I was some freak emo kid, and personally I didn't care. I was bored.
So they're like "Why do you like the rain?"
I couldn't answer then, but here is my answer now:

It reminds me of... Me. It's a misunderstood beauty. People don't really look at how much it really is needed in this world. It's kind of nature's way of showing tough love. Thats how it really reminds rain of myself. I'm not good at being sweet. I'm not sure why, it just doesn't come very naturally to me. Perhaps this is a problem? I'm not sure, but my friends know I show my love and caring by being hard on them. So why do people complain about the rain? To me I think it has a kind of romantic quality. It makes it easy for me to imagine the perfect guy to appear out of the rain and carry me away to a better place, or that dream of the romantic kiss in the rain.
But of course, that doesn't happen.
But, one great thing about rain is what happens after the rain. The sun reflects off the water and it looks beautifyl on flowers, and create beautiful rainbows. And there is a sense of rebirth after the rain, like the world is refreshed. It makes me feel wonderful, like I'm more alive.
So be grateful for life, because life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass.
It's about dancing in the rain.