the city still lives when the sky cries
If anything
it shines
and looks more alive
and the people will run
and the birds will cry
cursing their wings and
cursing the sky,
but I know better.

water, when you fall
I'll be here
I'll catch you,
and you, rain
you can seep into my veins,
and you can chill every
inch of my bones,
but I'll love you, without any shame
I'll love,
I'll still love you the same