Sincerely, Rain

Everytime it rains at night with the cool, wind breeze-like it is now. It reminds me of this feeling, this one memory-but i can never put my hands on it. Its a distant feeling, but it brushes up on my nostrils and triggers at my mind as if its right in front of me.

So i find myself sitting in my car-windows down, listening to the drops of rain and the gusts of wind, enjoying, exploring my memories, and letting the rain seep in to me.

Best friend...

Just when i'm about to give up on you. I remember stupid little things that only i know. That no one else-would ever think of. Like the way- your heart beats, when your nervous; How your eyes aren't really blue, but instead this grayish, blue-and how they change depending on your mood. Like how Brown is your favorite color, but you look best in lighter colors. Like what your favorite girl name is. and how you talk in your sleep. Or how your the sweetest right before your about to fall asleep. Or how when your rude- its either because someone pissed you off, or your hungry. And mostly how, you act tough- when your actually the sweetest guy Ive ever met-who is just broken, and not fully repaired yet.

The list goes on.. And then thats when i decide- you know what? im gonna give this another shot. im gonna continue to be kind to you, even when you are not. How i know-deep inside- you'll always come around. Deep inside- its all a front. And i know you well enough-to know this. Sooo, i go back to not giving up. Cuz your worth something more than that. You deserve someone to not walk out on you-no matter how far you push them out. Ill always be right in front of the door, whether it be shut, or your ready to open it. This i promise you....because its not in me to be selfish.!*

Some days are like dreams. Beautiful dreams, that u just want to hold on to. But they're even better when they're waking dreams. You know those that u can clearly dream up n see while ur sitting bored at work. Now-those-have no comparison. And yeah, i had one of those yesterday. Pretty cool. And defintely got me through work. I sat there replaying my waking dream. So here's how it went.....

Me n my dear friend Fadumo are dancing our hearts out, in the middle of nowhere. I have long hair all the way down to my waist n i keep shaking it around, till everything around me is spinning. But i am not dizzy, im just high off of life n im smiling. Dancing, dancing, jumping to this particular--song. I <3 days like this. when my imagination and my life are in sync. Both happiness.!*

----"I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world."—Albert Einstein