How?

Sometimes I go on walks in the rain. I don't bring an umbrella or rain coat. Sometimes, I don't even wear shoes. I like to feel the rain drops trickle down my hair. I like the splashes of rain on my skin.

We peeled off the label, but glue still clung to our tinted glass walls.
Overthinking every movement and all our silent brawls.
You didn't break my heart, you only broke my mind.
Trying to look for pieces we may have left behind.