It's Raining In Love Poem by Richard Brautigan

o love there lives in sensitive mood

I become pathetic when I start to care for a girl. Loneliness is a tearful haven.

IT’S RAINING IN LOVE I don’t know what it is, But I distrust myself When I start to like a girl A lot. It makes me nervous. I don’t say the right things Or perhaps I start To examine, Evaluate, Compute What I am saying. If I say, “Do you think it’s going to rain? ” and she says, “I don’t know, ” I start thinking: Does she really like me? In other words I get a little creepy. A friend of mine once said, “It’s twenty times better to be friends with someone than it is to be in love with them.” I think he’s right and besides, its raining somewhere, programming flowers and keeping snails happy. That’s all taken care of. BUT if a girl likes me a lot and starts getting real nervous and suddenly begins asking me funny questions and looks sad if I give the wrong answers and she says things like, “Do you think it’s going to rain? ” and I say, “It beats me, ” and she says, “Oh, ” and looks a little sad at the clear blue California sky, I think: Thank God, it’s you, baby, this time Instead of me.

Whoever posted this left 80% of the poem out. This should be taken down.

This is an incomplete piece.