My favorite weather

My moods change drastically and my favourite person becomes the source of my tears. Little salty raindrops fall from my eyes and being unsure if how I feel, I wish the wind would come and heal. Heal the broken part of me. Glue everything together till it all looks brand new. Or maybe I'm wishing for the wrong weather. I should've wished for sun but it will come as a burning reminder if the burning flames in my heart, the scorching rays burning me, not just like my hurt. Should I just fall to the ground and cry? I don't know, cause the fear of being judged surges through me, making me aware of the mess around me.I don't know what else to do, not anymore,the fear that once controlled me can still get to me no matter how much I struggle to be free.I like to say that I grew, though it's only noticed by a few.Summer is loved by many, winter not so Everyone wants to stay out and bask in the sun when the sky is all clear and a slight change in the weather makes all roads become clear.