The Rain

It's raining tonight. I find myself sitting and listening. Remembering how much you loved the sound. How you'd fall asleep to it on your phone. Makes me miss you. I lay awake thinking of the times I held you while you slumbered. those times were great. Knowing in my arms was the extension of my soul. Being whole. I'm not whole anymore. I walk around a shell of myself. As the rain pours my soul does. It's one of those nights.