Nature really loves me. It knows exactly when to send rains, gloomy skies and cold winds. Maybe I should have taken it as a sign when it rained the day he left a couple of months ago. Maybe that was nature's way of telling me to brace myself for the next downpour. And what a downpour it is.
You know how people always say that when you love someone, you should let him go when you know you should? And if he comes back, blah blah blah...and that's supposed to make it easier? Well, it doesn't. It still hurts like hell.
I guess it's the right thing to do. Why hold someone back when the world's telling you not to? It just sucks how something right could feel so wrong.
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