Romance in the rain

It rained so much that day.

It’s a day of summer and the rain can be scary sometimes. Today it doesn’t want to stop, the hills are surrounded by a thin whitish mist and the wind brings down drops so thick that they it’s impossible to see few meters away.

It rains too much, if it does not stop we could not even leave the door. They are a few meters to walk but the rain is really too strong.

Luckily we still have some time to prepare ourselves, we still have the time to hope for the rain to stop.

We smile, we are accustomed to these storms, usually do not last, the sun will come out and everything will run smoothly. We say it but we have no idea what will happen.

We say it to cheer up and perhaps we really believe it. We believe so much that just a moment before leaving the the wind stops and so does the rain.

We are free to go. She is ready, beautiful when staring at the sky looking a bit nervous and I believe it’s not for the rain. I think her heart beats fast.

And as we walk I feel the drops coming down, again.

We’re almost there, we have to hurry.

Here we come. Inside all is very dark, very little bulb lights going off for every thunder.

He looks at her, never stops looking at her. She sometimes cries.

I look at the ceiling, these old walls have seen many faces in all those years, many people promise to love each other. Romance is all around here.

And then quickly the ceremony ends and we all go out. Out in the rain.

We have to run to take shelter. I have to wait for the clouds to look down and we have mercy on me for at least a few minutes, and they do it.

Finally there is a ray of sunshine and we run out. And the story just open before me.

Magical, decadent and romantic.