The raindrops during the heavy rain
were like his tears
the gloomy skies were like
the days he feared
The noise above the roof
were like voices—
Voices inside his head
preserving the facade of "I'm okay"
But she stood outside the rain
then danced around the rain
Never sought for shelter—
never faltered
She enjoyed the rain
She enjoyed her reign
She enjoyed his pain
She enjoyed it, did she?
