The sky's drops
Rain
It slips between your hands
Like the chances you would've had if you had made a different choice
Whether it was good or bad
The outcome would be different
Even if it is just by a couple words someone says to you
Or the whole conversation
The rain droplets are all the possibilities that you might've had
If you had done something different
Slipping and falling through your hands and fingers
Sliding down your cheeks
And mixing in with your glistening eyes
Making your eyes gleaming
Even though you're crying for all the chances you've missed
You just say
"It's just the rain, don't worry about it,"
But those rain drops that slid down your face are possibilities being created
That someone will comfort you and see if you're okay
Or if your best friend will come up to you and hug you and help you through it
Or if you just need to let it out
And all the rain droplets that land on you are the possibilities waiting for you
Evaporating and waiting for the right time to come to you
Or just slip by
So take the chances
And see where your rain drops fall