Gloomy weather effects people
more than
sunshine-y weather,
maybe because rain drops
hit the ground harder
than sun rays do.
The ground being our
literal separation from
hell,
it is a fragile barrier that assists
in carrying me to you,
and with the ground soaking wet from
a naturally reoccurring water cycle,
I am bound to slip.
It will take me longer
to reach you and your smile,
warm like those bright days
the human race is
so fond of,
and because of this--
because of the extended
length of time it takes
for lovers to reach sunny,
entangled, tender future-memories,
people are wary of
Mother Nature's bad moods.