THE RAIN

Its been raining a lot lately in this southern part of Mindanao which made me thought of how life has been with rain.

Rain is a state of melancholy for me. It reminds me of many sad thoughts and events in my life. As the water drips outside the window I also start to reminisce my past, of things that has long gone by, of pains that made me shed buckets of tears.

Life has been cruel. I never had an inkling how painful it is when once heart gets broken by those of whom she loves.

Losing loved ones too is painful. Its like losing a piece of yourself that you can never get back. Even how hard you try to forget about the pain, it just wouldn’t go so easily after all, loving is not a simple thing.

However, like the rain in our own time we will just stop falling. Living is fighting and getting hurt is envitable. And that once in a while its good to see the rain outside our window pane. Somehow, despite the sad thought it brings I still want to see rain.