It's been raining hard for some time now. The last storm had been strongest but amazingly, all I got were some few bruises. Maybe because this time, I know better. Maybe because I was prepared.
I am not rushing. It's still dark. But I know soon enough, that pretty rainbow would once again appear with the promise of a bright morning.
And sometimes, you fight about the sunrise and the sunset with the right person.
Only to find out he's not the right one.
So I choose the rainbow.
