Rain, Please Come Out and Play

My god I wish it would rain. I love the rain; I'm obsessed with it. It never rans here, that's why it's so special when it actually does.

I love the way it looks on windows. I love the smell after. I love the soft tapping it makes on my roof. I love staring at it, thinking, dreaming. I love the way it makes everything look beautiful. I love driving in the rain and the sound of windshield wipers and how they make silly shapes on the windows. I love the feeling on my skin. I love how it inspires me. I love how I have certain songs I listen to when it rains. I love everything about it.

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I want to pull on rainboots and dance outside in the rain, my hands over my head, my eyes up at the sky, laughing and screaming, making memories and inspiring dreams.

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I love the concept of kissing in the rain; I will do it someday.