On a rainy day a man walked down the street with a solemn tone, walking with the rain as if they were one.
On his lonely journey he encountered a women standing under the rain looking up at the dark sky.
The man asked her as to why is she standing under the rain, looking at the sky in its darkest moments. The women smiled and said “the angles are crying” . The man smiled do to the fact that they shared the same point of view, as to why it rains. The man sat next to the standing women and gazed at the falling rain drops, not once looking at the women’s face, neither did she look at him.
Although they where complete strangers they somehow engaged in a conversation.
The women talked mostly, asking her questions. She asked why are you walking under the rain?
I walk under the rain so no one can tell whether am crying or not.
Why do you cry?
I normally don’t cry, guess I cry for no reason.
The man asked the question this time around, and asked. Why are you standing alone out here? She smiled and asked him, why where “you” walking alone in the rain? The man took a long pause and replied.
everyone walks alone, no matter how hard they try to deny it. None’s really with you no matter how close a friendship is, everyone is alone.
The women found the mans answer rather odd, and told him “ am not alone”
then you’re a fool ma’am, you cant see further then your nose, your blinded by what society wants you to think. Tell me will a friend really understand you, or simply “ pretend to understand you” . will a friend replace you with some one else, just cause the next person can take up their time better then how you took up their time. Will a friend listen to you, then turn their back on you and talk shit about you when your not around? If you got an answer to these things I would like an answer.
Again their was another long pause, then she spoke. I never said a “friend” was with me, thus not making me feel alone, you jumped the gun and assumed, then again you seem to have a deep wound concerning a friend or an ex friend. Which ever I don’t really care. But you need to learn to let things go my friend, holding a grudge will not solve things. Fuck the world and don’t get too attached to such things as to “friendship” let it all go. In the end theirs a set few things that are really with you “family members, and the one and only, your wondering shadow that’s their with you every step of the way”.
The man smiled and said to her,
never took you for the person to have such a point of view of the world, you seem to have a grudge as well.
All the women had to say after the man was done speaking, was “ these days , and nights are cold, people acting like they lost their way, and everywhere I go, I see another person like me trying to make it feel like home".
We all got a place to make it feel like home, no matter what. Theirs always a place to return to, a place where a person thinks of you is a place to return to, but the thing is when and how will you know when someone is thinking of you. That answer you must find it your self. Its funny that this is coming out of me the person that said your alone in this world .
They both exchanged a rather odd smile.
Seems like the sky doesn’t hold nothing back, when it comes to crying, it truly shows its emotions, with no regard as to what people think, tiny drops elegant in its own unique way, dancing its way down to earth, for its one moment of beauty, dropping and showing its waterworks’ , yet no one seems to pay much attention and over look its beauty. Guess we do live in a world full of ignorance.
She replied, “ that is true we do live in a world of ignorance, maybe one day we will live in a world with out ignorance, where people understand one another, and in a world where you wont hold grudges against one another. But until then guess you and me will be 2 wondering souls”.
The man replied
“Guess so”
With no hello or good bye, these two wondering souls went on their way, making it through this world of ignorance.
