Rained heavily today, the sky and my soul. Water drops cascaded from the clouds and my eyes, uncontrollably, but blended while slithering down my cold and sombre cheeks.
The rumbling thunder overlapped my faint whimpers, the soil beneath my felt messy and so did my fatigued heart, hefty chilly winds blew down my painful memories along with the feeble trees.
And when the pouring stopped from both sources, inadvertently, the sky cleared, went back to its usual blue, my soul felt lighter,not yet liberated but so far so good. I looked up with a strange comfort and trace of gratitude in my eyes, for the first time in life , I wasn't told to wipe my tears, for the first time in life, I hadn't cried alone.