in the rain,
people are too busy minding themselves.

people walked by holding colourful umbrellas, an odd silence hung over everyone, they just wanted to get home fast.

they were too busy minding themselves to even notice.

the tall boy stood with his head down, only a hoodie covering his body. it was cold, it was so cold, but he didn't care. they didn't care, they were too busy minding themselves.

no one offered him an umbrella but he was content this way, his head was down so no one noticed, the tears pouring down his eyes.

no one noticed because his tears were washed away by the rain.

he wished it would rain forever.

but suddenly it stopped, there was an umbrella over his head.

"are you okay?"

a sweet voice asked with a heart shaped smile.