We run from the downpour
to the safety of the car
a warm glow of paper cups
steam rising from their mouths
now silenced by water

I say,
“I hope he likes his hot chocolate
with a shot of rain"

You respond with a laugh;
Small and fleeting 
and sincere.

Gladiolus

I know that she's hurting inside,
I know how much it's killing her,
but she didn't show it. 
She continue to held her head up high,
and face 'em straight.
She was strong enough to keep it in
until
no one was around to see her fallen tears.

{ E.I }