its always rainy, sad, broody days that i feel this urge to go to some secluded, distant, obscure corner of the planet to cry to myself.

and i feel
overwhelmed by weird bursts of loneliness
driven by illogical thoughts

i feel sad, crazy, and romantic.
i want to go out and dance in the rain.
i feel a gush of delight when i see the rainclouds brewing/

my logic pulls me back
my mind restrains me
and so i cannot.

all i can do is take my beautiful umbrella
and walk in the rain.

as i watch the pretty raindrops fall against its transparent cover
i can only cry silently at my foolishness and folly