She always enjoyed dark, rainy nights.
Even at her lowest, the rain always gave her joy.
The sounds, the smell, the cloudy sky.
Every single thing had her feeling warm inside.

As she watched a family paddle around,
She held her breath, failing to hide her frown.
Her mind unravelled, bad memories spilling out.
A part of her dead, mourning the childhood she never had.
The giggles of the little girl, echoed in the night.
Her lips trembled, her eyes shut tight.
And as they walked past, silence filled the night.

She let out a sigh, her eyes open wide.
She always enjoyed dark, rainy nights.
For in these little moments she found solace.