The smallest raindrop
Falls
On
Me
I look up, searching for the storm
Yet, the skies are clear
Another drop
And then another
I run to another place
Yet I still feel the rain
I try not to think about you
And the way you cried earlier
As the rain falls steadily
Is it your tears?
Or just my imagination?
I try to escape, but the rain is relentless
I run to you
And search for signs of tears
Yet there are none
I smile
Leave
And the last raindrop falls