The way you make me feel..

I opened the door.I had no idea the weather outside was so beautiful.The wind was blowing in light waves. It was comfortably chill. The smell of mud was intoxicating.It was about to rain.
I thought how I loved the rain.
I started walking my way, towards home , lost in my thoughts wishing the rain would pour its heart out.A few more minutes and my wishes came true.
I was soaked wet,my feet covered with slush.The streets were smelly.I hurried across the road.
And I thought how I loved the rain.It stopped in sometime.
Once home and after a steaming cup of coffee, I settled on the sofa wondering what I should that evening.I mentally made a list of things I had to do.I could finish the book I borrowed from my friend, practice my keyboard lessons, call my relatives , clean my cupboard.I finally reached for the TV remote.
They say that rains make you feel blue.But it was the first time it did to me.
Gloom settled around me .Its funny how you can suddenly start feeling lonely in a house full of people ,all around you, talkin to you..yet there is something quite not right about the whole scene.
I was remembering those friends who I had somehow lost on my way to this day.I was missing all those times which seemed more fun and without reason too.Still...
I tried my best to stop these train of thoughts.But they wouldn't go away.
A few minutes passed and I heard splattering on my roof.
I went out to my balcony and watched the rain.
I walked in few minutes later.Feeling Comforted.

Song for my mood:It must have been love -by Roxette from the movie- Pretty Woman

Lay a whisper on my pillow
Leave the winter on the ground
I wake up lonely,there's air of silence
In the bedroom and all around
Touch me now, I close my eyes
And dream away...

It must have been love,
but it's over now
It must have been good,
but I lost it somehow

It must have been love,
but it's over now
From the moment we touched
till the time had run out

Make believing we're together
That I'm sheltered by your heart
But in and outside I turn to water
Like a teardrop in your palm

And it's a hard winter's day
I dream away...

It must have been love,
but it's over now
It was all that I wanted,
now I'm living without

It must have been love,
but it's over now
It's where the water flows,
it's where the wind blows