Weather patterns

Using weather for feelings

I'm a hurricane in a world of sunny weather. All I ever wanted to be was rain. Because rain is beautiful. Rain means kissing you. And kissing you in the rain means I'll feel your soft lips against mine. You're a weather reporter and I am what interests you the most. In a world of beautiful weather you picked the one who can't control their weather patterns. And even after all the crazy rain you still want more of it. I never wanted to be sunny. I just didn't want to be unpredictable and hurt things. I just wanted to be rain. Rain is just beautiful. Hurricanes are beautiful and scary. I don't want to be scary. Because I want to be better.