I welcome the rain with arms open wide
With my face turned upwards towards the sky
And as the drops fall upon my cheeks
I can finally let myself cry for the first time in weeks
Because as the water mingles with the salt on my skin
I can pretend that I’m not weeping from the melancholy within
I will smile with the thunder and add my choked laughter to the wind
Reach my hands up towards the lightning to tempt death whom is my friend
Because with this raging storm around I can claim that it’s not me
But the leaking clouds up high above that cause the teardrops that you see