#0140

i’ve captured the essence of a single raindrop in the sound of your voice. i could make a soundtrack out of it, i could fall asleep to it. i have captured the soul of mother nature inside the rear end of your sorrows. i made sense of the chaos, i made peace with the order. for all of the things that you’ve cried about— by the time the rain dries up, i will have understood you a thousand times more by the time the sun and the clouds come out to soothe your uneasiness. you are the stillness inside of the night, you are the drifting air that swallows the morning presence of daylight— the tranquility of my heartbeats, for you, i’d soon understand why clouds cry when they laugh.