Screen of Rain
I would like to thank you.
I would like to thank you for masking me, hiding me, concealing me, comforting me. I would like to thank you for helping me vent. I would like to thank you for being the screen of rain that protected me from the source of - from the source of you, actually. It's silly. I use you to avoid confronting the cause of you. Easily, as easily as others use other screens. You are my screen of bitter rain, drops splotching on my face and I don't look up to see where you came from because I don't want to see the cloudy sky.
I would like to thank you for helping me indulge my cowardice.