Thought Catalog

Rain

But now, the rain makes me happy because it makes me remember you and how you put an end to all those rainy nights and the storms bring me peace because I know that you’ll be by my side when lightning strikes.

I want you when it rains because I like the way the water feels on my bare skin. Because the water makes me feel natural, real, alive. Because I can see us intertwined on the couch, talking to the rhythm of the water, no destination or place to be besides in one another’s arms.