When It Rains
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When it rains I do not need to explain myself
to anyone—the sky has done it for me,
it pours out what I cannot put to words,
it weeps with democratic frequency.
There is a comfort in the rain's not caring,
in the way it soaks the world regardless,
it does not ask me to be finished grieving,
it simply joins me in the darkness.
When it rains, let it rain.
Inside and out, let both be wet—
crying is not weakness, it is simply
love that hasn't finished yet.
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When it rains I do not need to explain myself
to anyone—the sky has done it for me,
it pours out what I cannot put to words,
it weeps with democratic frequency.
There is a comfort in the rain's not caring,
in the way it soaks the world regardless,
it does not ask me to be finished grieving,
it simply joins me in the darkness.
When it rains, let it rain.
Inside and out, let both be wet—
crying is not weakness, it is simply
love that hasn't finished yet.
