Today I fell in love with the rain. He’s inviting, not pushing. He’s telling me: “You are free. Free to choose. Free to express your love in whatever way you feel like.”
I can be inside. With the open window just watching him and breathing the fresh fragrant air. Resting. Just feeling.
Or go out and greet him. Meet with him. Let him kiss me.
So funny we used to be enemies. He was always irritating me with his dark humor when showering me and I was always frowning at him. I didn’t realize they were the showers of love. I just didn’t know his love language. The expression of his love is beautiful and so diverse. I love the music he makes on the window sill, I love his fragrance of earth and wood forest .
And I love that he is always cool. With everything. Never complaining. Just being here for me.
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