Rain On Me

The rain pours down on me. It feels heavy on my body. As I turn  realize that I want no longer alone, She looks at me, smiles. The feeling of comfort spreads inside of me. She starts to work towards me and I tense. Why is she here? She's face to face with me  and looks into my eyes, grabs a hold of my hand. It's warm. "It's okay," she whispers. The taste of her vanilla chap stick is inviting and I slowly allow myself to fall deeper and deeper. But I can't. I push her away and turn around to run but can't. She puts her hand on my shoulder, I face her again and hug her. "Don't let go," I say. "I promise, I won't," she says in my ear.