a sad poem that’s not really sad

tonight i sit here missing the rain

the morose, melancholy feeling that it brings

but when it rains, i sit here missing the sun

the hopeful light it shines on the day

i’ve been a sun sponge my whole life

so i know this craving for darkness comes from within

morose, melancholy, sad, were never words in my lexicon

because i shoved them so far down in my sweet little body

but those feelings deserve to be felt

the light should shine on the darkness within

just as the sun lights up the earth

and then when the pain has been felt through and through

the sun may go down and suddenly

the darkness doesn’t feel so dark

so it’s okay for me to miss the rain

just as it’s okay for me to prefer the sunshine