Someone is crying

Someone is crying out there. Their tears are salty as they run down my face. They flow as if they have no end, drenching the ground around them. As much as I want them to come, they're not my tears. Though, just the thought of not seeing her nearly brought tears to my eyes. But, she said she feels bad when she's with me because of the pain she's caused me. Yet, at the same time she says she really values my friendship. I don't want to make her feel hurt more... I won't see her if it makes her feel hurt, despite how much pain it would cause me... I've had this pain before (though albeit not as strong as this will be), no reason for me to cause her something that she doesn't need to have. But.... God, I just want to see her, at the very least. Even just thinking of not seeing her.... thinking of the two of us becoming like Daphne and I are now... that's just too painful. I even started feeling a bit sick as I got home just thinking of that...

I purposefully didn't bring an umbrella with me. I wanted to feel the rain, to be soaked by the rain, to look up at the sky and let the rain be my tears that didn't come, washing over me. Standing outside the house just staring up and letting those sad droplets fall across my face and body. Tears for all those who are crying on the inside but unable to release the pain - the rain. It was salty, just like tears should be.