My clear window pane is tainted with gem-like trickles of rain. The sky is angry. So black. So dark. Its sharp and fast lightning brings along growling screams of thunder.These are the moments I hate the most.
With rain comes my demon named depression. The feeling that even the mighty one loathes my existence and He is expressing his hate upon me via a brutal weather.
But today, as I watch the glaring storm with your arms wrapped around me, I feel as warm as summer, as blossoming as happy spring.
Sorry, storm, your desperate efforts of gloom will forever be futile, as long as he loves me.
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In response to Monday Morning Melts #4: As Long As You Love Me – Backstreet Boys. This is a prompt I am co-hosting with my dear friend Jade!