Winter

I´m in the middle of the winter. I love rain as long as I´m behind a window, under a roof watching the raindrops falling from the cloud. Fresh and humid air is like a caress to my skin. I love soft, light rain when I´m outside, the kind that touches the skin leaving little shiny drops.

I´m in the middle of the winter. I hate rain when it falls thick and hard, when I get wet from head to toes. It makes me cold, it puts me in pain. I hate rain when thunders come as a background music, though I like their light all strong, pretty and destructive.

I´m in the middle of the winter, and you are the rain.