It sucks that the person I love the most just fucking hates me. The weather makes it feel like I’m living in some fictional world where the mornings get your hopes up with a beautiful pinkish blue sky and ruins all hope for the day with fucking gray clouds that come out of nowhere and it starts fucking raining so much that it turns houses into private islands. I have not seen or touched or stepped on dry asphalt and/or concrete in DAYS. Yeah sure, people stay optimistic and say “There’s always a rainbow after the rain.” but that rainbow doesn’t fucking do anything to repair what the rain has done. What sucks the most is that this keeps me from being with the person I love the most who now hates me. I’d give up an arm just to make the rain stop so I could pick her up so I can take her on a damn date. We haven’t been on a date for so long and whenever I see the morning sky at 5:30am I get to think today might be the day but no, says nature. Being apart from her this long really takes a toll on me and I’m dying for a hug from her that I might not get again. It’s no ordinary kind of hug, there’s something special about it. the warmth, the atmosphere.. It all changes whenever we hug like that. It’s hard to explain but it’s like magic. It’s hard to explain for everyone to understand but everyone enjoys it anyway. As much as I enjoy staying indoors, I honestly miss the outdoors. As much as I hate the heat, I honestly miss seeing the sun. But what I miss the most is being with her and spending time with her. It doesn’t really matter if we do anything important or not, I just want to be with her. This is fucking horrible. I just fucking hate it.. And that’s what fucking sucks.