Make It Rain

It's as if the elements have suddenly decided to live by the laws of a broken heart. Rain here is not about the weather, but about how easily tears can turn the whole world into puddles and streams. The sky is silent, the sun is in no hurry, and no miracles are possible except one: to create a flood of memories and unfulfilled hopes on earth. In every dripping sound, you can hear former tenderness, in every spill, the remnants of love washed away. It is beautiful, bitter, and a little cruel: nature is always more honest than people.