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Why do I let the rain drip down my face, yet I hold back the tears? Why does the rain cleanse my body, but not my soul?
Why must I feel this way when nothing is wrong?
Gasping for air, the rain only falls harder on my face. I beg the tears to come, but they wont. Nothing is wrong yet not everything is right. There is no reason to cry. There is no meaning behind this sadness.
But it is there.
I hear the leaves rustling in the wind, taste the moisture in the air. I see the sadness with my own eyes, I can’t look away. I shiver as the cold wind washes over my skin.
But I feel….nothing.
I slam my fists against the glass, defeated. The sky darkens and the rain pours from the sky. I no longer feel the rain on my skin, the wind in my ears. I hold out my hand and beg again for the tears to come, but I am trapped.
But why do I feel the need to cry when nothing is wrong?
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