Captions On | Rain

Maya raised an eyebrow. “A book… on rain?”

He looked out the window. The rain had softened to a whisper. “Because sunshine expects you to be happy. Snow expects you to be still. But rain? Rain doesn’t expect anything. You can be sad, lonely, or in love. It just falls. It’s the only weather that allows you to be exactly what you are.” captions on rain

“We’re closing soon,” she said, not unkindly. Maya raised an eyebrow

And for the first time, she closed the laptop, walked out into the downpour without an umbrella, and let the sky write its captions all over her skin. “Because sunshine expects you to be happy

Maya felt her throat tighten. For three years, she’d been writing captions to frame the rain—to make it beautiful, digestible, shareable. But she had never let herself just be in it.

“That’s a good caption,” she whispered.

He tilted his head. “What’s that?”