...she sits alone in the dark stairing out the window as the rain falls as if there is no tomorrow. it covers everything in sight from the very tip top of the trees to the very last speck of dirt on the ground. the sun hides behind the clouds as if afriad to come out just waiting for the rain to stop. the rain is cold and wet and makes everything look and feel gloomy and weighed down. the raindrops fall off of everywhere, from the leaves on the tree tops to the very last flower petal on the bush. the rain comes and goes... it pours, it sprinkles, it then comes to a stop, only to catch it's breath... but even so, no one really knows when it's going to stop... *bte