Loyal Lullaby

It is not long after you lose something to know that you have lost something. But it is long after you lose something to know that you have something.

The sound of the rain becomes a loyal lullaby to the nights when you think about how life is treating you. How you are treating yourself. Unless the clouds refuse to rain, your own whinings becomes the lullaby and there you go, another sleepless night and tireful morning. Dreadful as it is, it is truly your only choice.
So the clouds refuse to rain for so many nights so what do you do?
You could seek the moonlight for some peace. But it will not be the same because you needed the sound of the rain to sleep. It is anyways your loyal lullaby.

Although some rain might come with thunder and strong destructive wind, it is your loyal lullaby. Or may it come so little rain and almost soundless, it is your loyal lullaby. It is the only good enough lullaby for you to sleep.

And you needed to sleep.

You are the only living soul I could allow my heart to reach for. To hope and to hold on to. As i need the sound of the rain to sleep, as i need the sight of you to get through my days and nights be it is only in my thoughts and not yours. Be it you think you're lacking something that i deserve, i know you are my good enough person. The only good enough.

And i need you to know that.