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I know how it rains,

I know how it pours.

Id never feel this way,

for anyone but you...

words to a song i do not know...



O yes, i have been feeling the rain lately. The rain of memories, of pain, of love, of my lose. Ive been feeling the rain, and it hurts all the same. That movie i had posted realy touched me. I know it is bad to make talk about something so trivial as a movie you have seen on the net, but thats not the only thing that got to me. I also saw Grease for my 1st time, and the main charecter Dany he got to me. There was something in his eyes, that special something that i had seen before. His eye reminded me to much of...him, and the more i think about it, yesterday, the 1st, was a real day of rememberance. I know how it rains. I know how it pours. I remeber the time i walked home in the rain. The 1st day i rained last year...

It was a cold evening. We all just wanted to get home fast and safe. All i wanted was to see his face for a few seconds longer. There was this girl, walking with us. he knew her from around his neiborhood, but i had never seen her again. She wanted to go another way, a way she claimed was fastest. I wanted to go the same way, the way i knew would take us home. He wanted to figure out which was fastest. He wanted to take her side. That in it self hurt me, but i knew all i realy wanted was to be with him so i folowed. He, befor we went, dared her that if we went that way she would have to kiss someone. She agreed. We made it safely, and the distance wa only a little longer but it had more trees to stop the rain, so i was happy. When we did make it, he asked for the reward. She, a woman of her word, said she wold kiss. He, instead of breaking my heart and kissing her, made me kiss her. He said, "come on, be a man! Are you gay or something?" I said no, and there i got my 1st kiss. Till now he and i are the only ones who knew of this, but i was the only one who knew i hated it so much. I would have much reather have kissed him instead of that whore.

Ah yes, remebering the past is hard. All it brings about now is pain. The path not taken seems so grand to me now. I wonder if i had only kissed him, only huged him, if it only be for a minut, i would have been compleet. I would have lost a friend no dought, but i have lost him now, and haveing that one something i realy needed would have been worth it. The road less taken is often the roadd more welcome, but i am not so brave. If I had that king of strength, now i would have a boy friend, but i am to weak. I am the plane jane, the vanilla icecream, the everyday, i am no different from the rest.



~note to the religious readers of my work~

i am srry for the poor begining of this peice, but if u read on i think you will see how it all fits together. The road not taken, the rain that pours, even the eyes that i cant say no to, it all conects in some way. Thnx you for reading...♥