bring on the rain
6:07 pm - September 06, 2003

I can feel the rain and I'm ready for it, ready to pretend I'm drowning in it, ready to hear it on my bedroom window late at night, ready to wonder where's it been and where it will go after it comes down.

I need some closure in a bad way, I never understood the need for it before all of this happened, but there's a hole that needs to be filled, even if it's with sadness. I think it's over. I wish I knew for sure.