Shatter Me Passage

This is one of the most beautiful passages in a book that I have read in a long time. It's an excerpt from a book called Shatter Me by Tahereh Mafi. I have not yet finished the novel, but I highly recommend it, especially if you like the following passage. 

In my English class, we are in the middle of reading To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf--and in my opinion, the quality of description is equally interesting, engaging, and unique. The narrator is describing rain. Enjoy.

[I] Feel my breath fog up the glass. Close my eyes to the sound of a soft pitter-patter rushing through the wind. Raindrops are my only reminder that clouds have a heartbeat. That I have one, too.

I always wonder about raindrops.

I wonder about how they’re always falling down, tripping over their own feet, breaking their legs and forgetting their parachutes as they tumble right out of the sky toward an uncertain end. It’s like someone is emptying their pockets over the earth and doesn’t seem to care where the contents fall, doesn’t seem to care that the raindrops burst when they hit the ground, that they shatter when they fall to the floor, that people curse the days the drops dare to tap on their doors.

I am a raindrop.

My parents emptied their pockets of me and left me to evaporate on a concrete slab.

--Shatter Me, Tahereh Mafi