Rain

Note: This was a challenge drabble given to me by my best friend. I hope you enjoy it!

You storm out of your house and right into the rain. You like the rain. The softly falling water droplets calm you down. But not on the days like this.
You feel utterly confused and disgusted with yourself. He doesn't care about you, even though he's with you. You often wonder why. Your relationship is a sham, a hoax, a facade for others to see. They don't know how much you fight. They don't know that he doesn't care. But he doesn’t know that you do.
You curse when you accidentally step into a muddy puddle in the broken road. But the curse isn't directed at the puddle. You curse yourself for caring too much for him.
This has happened loads of times, so much so that it has become a part of your routine now. Fighting, screaming, walking out, but then- coming back.
You can't help it and you hate yourself for that. You wonder if he'll ever call you back if you don't return. But not returning back to him makes you double up with the unpleasant intensity of it. You know you can't live without it or the sham you call your relationship.
As you stand in the middle of the empty street with the rain pouring down on you, you look up to the heavens and pray that the rain erases either half of your life....