It was a Thursday, I was on my way to meet my best friend and late. Since the day my ex and I broke up she had been there for me, picking me up and forcing me to come out and socialise when all I wanted to do was stay home and cry. In a sense I had put her through a lot as she shared almost every moment of my pain with me and I wish I hadn't but she was amazing and I'm glad she was there for me.
"Can you stand the rain?" As I listened to the euphoric words from the song 'Can You Stand The Rain' penned by Boyz II Men playing in my ears on the train, the chorus seemed to resound more so than any other facet of the song. Yet again everything seemed to have a deeper meaning and I began to ask myself, what were they asking??? Could I stand 'the rain' in troubled times, could I weather the storm? I couldn't help but feel like maybe I couldn't, what I felt and how I felt now has led me to places I never so much as dreamed I would be. However, on the other hand I had been through so much and although I was consumed with emotion and felt as though I wasn't coping (truly, most days I wasn't), I was still here, I had my days! I hated the rain, I was never fond of being outside when it rained so ironically and metaphorically I hated turbulent times just the same.
What defined whether or not I had weathered the storm of my broken heart or if I could stand the rain? I was still here is the answer, the outcome could have been sooooo different on soooo many occasions, my life could have been ended, cut short because I was consumed by my emotions but I was STILL HERE. So in a way I withstood the rain, as much as I hated it, even as it poured so often, I pushed on but it sure was torrential however.
H.B. (Heart Broken)
