Sometimes there is nothing wrong with me. I’m not necessarily depressed. I just always seem to have this dark veil hanging over me. It’s an ominous air that accompanies me. My bittersweet sadness follows me like a shadow. Even on the sunniest days you will find me sitting beneath a cloud. Many people cannot stand that about me but it’s just part of who I am. It’s in my nature to be quiet and melancholy. I suppose that I have been living in the rain for so long that I made it my home. I always choose rain over sunshine. My home is in the rain.
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