My signature says it tonight…

and the way the rain comes down hard
that's the way I feel inside…

Couldn't put my finger on describing it. Then my BF just happened to put this song on, and I choked up when I got to singing those lines. Yeah. That's it exactly.
Son called for serious conversation, questioning stuff he's been going through. I've watched for years, taking great care to avoid over-interpretation of things, hoping he'd escape it. But the signs are troubling.
And he's just one year older than the age my BP hit in earnest.