November Rain

Finally - the cold November Rain hit the rooftops.

I was woken by it

The first time it had rained properly in November. Poured.

I am never normally woken by the weather

Yet this rain had been sent for me.

I climbed out of my warm bed into my cold room, and

Pressed my hands against the condensed window, and

Pushed it open.

And I just hung there, almost falling out the window

With November Rain blaring in my ears.

I didn't care.

I didn't think.

Not about anything.

Only the Rain.

It was like flying. Freedom.

My

Cold

November

Rain.