Ann Alex
Ann Alex
Sep 6, 2018 · 1 min read

I could hear the rumble of the distant thunder. I saw the lightning bolt light up the dark evening sky,heard the sharp crack followed by the deafening blast. The grey clouds were moving in fast to cover the sky above me. Even as the first few drops of rain caressed my cheeks I stood there motionless. And soon it started raining heavily, like the heavens were pouring it’s heart out. The tears I have been holding back, started flowing. But my few drops of tears disappeared in the millions of raindrops falling around me. The cry I let out was muffled by the roaring thunder. It was like the heavens were weeping for my loss, telling me that, once in a while, it was okay to breakdown. Once in a while it’s okay to cry out and to stop pretending that that you were impervious to all the hurt and pain. And at the end of that downpour, I achieved a sense of calm. Though, there are puddles all around me reminding me of the downpour, I achieved a soothing peace of mind. And though I know that it won’t be the last of the many painful breakdowns in my life, for the present nothing else mattered. I was overcome with a very convincing and beautiful feeling that everything will be alright and my eyes opened to the beauty of the things around me overthrowing the longing for something that was faraway ,that was no longer mine. Something I could no longer have.