A short story

She's my kind of rain, like love from a drunken sky, confetti fallin down all night, she my kind of rain were the words that she heard on the radio.  Ironically it was raining outside.  Tears fell down her face as she stood in the middle of the living room dancing, dancing with herself.  He wasn't there holding her, wasn't there to dance with her.  She hadn't heard from him in 3 weeks.  She was scared, worried.  She didn't know if something happened to him and she had no way of finding out.  He never answered his phone, didn't know any of his friends, and his car was never in front of his house.  She sat by the phone everynight, and waited by the door everyday, hoping that he would come walking up to the porch, and back into her life.  They had a terrible fight and they both had said things that they didn't mean.  He left in a rage, tires squealing as he raced away.  Watching him drive away was the hardest thing that she had ever went through.  For 3 long weeks she cried herself to sleep.  She stayed at home, and never answered her phone.  She barely ate.  All she could think about was him.  She wanted him back but she knew that it might not happen.  She knew that the job he was offered would be a great thing in his life.  He had worked so hard in college and now it was finally paying off.  She was selfish and all she could think about was what it would do to their relationship.  She hadn't even given him the chance to explain anything.  All she could think about was him living on the other side of the country, away from her.  The song ended and she was left there, the only sound was the rain falling outside.  She had always loved the rain, always had good memories with hit.  She used to play in it when she was a kid, and it was raining the day they met.  But now she had only sadness when it rained because it rained the day he left.  It was summer so it wasn't very cold outside, so she decided to take a walk.  She didn't take an umbrella, or a rain coat.  It was okay because she knew that noone would know that she was crying.  She walked to the end of her street, made a right and kept walking.  She looked down at the ground as she walked.  All of a sudden she heard a screeching noise and looked up to see what it was.  It was him.  He had stopped in the middle of the street, got out of his car and was running towards her.  He wrapped his arms around her, picked her up and kissed her.  He told her that he was lost without her and that he had only wished that she had given him the chance to explain.  He said "I love you so much, and you know that I wouldn't have went without you."  "I was so angry that you just started yelling instead of letting me explain, that I got angry as well."  She told him that she was sorry but that she didn't want to loose him.  That's when he got down on one knee and proposed.  She said yes.  There they were, standing in the rain, wrapped in eachother's arms, kissing eachother, and never wanting to let go. 

I just got inspired.  I used to write all the time but I think that I've lost my touch.

Toodles!