YOU..

"....T h i s . is . y o u.
Eyes closed, out in the rain.
As the thunder roars, scaring every one else away
You never thought you'd be doing something like this,
you never saw yourself as, I don't know how you'd describe it...
Like one of those people who like looking up at the m o o n ,
who spend hours gazing at the waves or the sunset or...
Anyway, you kind of like being like this,
fighting the cold, shivery slightly
feeling the water seep through your shirt and getting through your skin.
And the feel of the ground growing soft beneath your feet.
... And the smell ...
And the sound of the rain hitting the leaves.
All the things they talked about in the books you haven't read.
This is you ...
.... who would have guessed it ?


You. ...."