It has been raining all day

the cold wet weather made me sicker

how ironic that I am still enjoy the rain

the sound of the raindrops

the smell of grass when the rain showers on it

the deafening silence

somehow after all of these

I can find peace in it  

so here I am

covered by my pink blanket

a cup of tea

listening to Christmas song

trying to finish up everything in my list

bounded by all the troubles lately

and the happy me is hiding in her pink blanket

refused to come out

I hope you were here

but you weren't

you weren't