Vulnerability

So it's 3:20 in the morning rn and I'm exhausted from dance prac and perfectly, it starts to rain as I'm about to sleep.

It's storming outside,

thunder and lightning in abundance.

I guess one of the reason why I love the rain so much is because of it's vulnerability.

When it's storming, 

sometimes it becomes so intense it comes so close to feeling like your house could collapse any moment.

The realization of the possibility alone makes it that much more precious. 

When it's drizzling,

it's like the sky's confused -

not sure whether to rain or shine 

and in the midst of it all sometimes a rainbow's formed.

Isn't it dazzling when it could rain or shine  in moments, split seconds?

Or when you don't eat and come so close to fainting,

when you say one word that rips two people apart 

When you act in the heat of the moment

and you realise how absolutely vulnerable the strongest bonds are

Isn't the vulnerability

beautiful?