But if there’s one thing I learned about storms, it’s that they bring so much clarity after they’re gone. They bring peace.

There’s a psychological explanation behind why thunderstorms are actually great for alleviating your anxiety.

there is the sound of white rain
playing sweet music on my window
leaving tears on the glass

Every storm comes with a blessing, every storm destroys something to rebuild something else.

She appeared to be a fully functional human but only she knew she wasn’t. She was a mere body of flesh and bones with memories buried deep inside her soul.

He was beautiful, he was everything you thought you’ll ever need. And now, he’s no longer by your side. Show him that you can do great and make rainbows and cloudless skies on your own.

The next time it rains, think of my heart and how it belongs only to you.

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.

“Spending a good 4-5 hours of the morning, as a guest in someone’s house, contemplating whether anyone’s in the bathroom.”

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.