Ah, I always loved the rain. I never get tired of saying and admit it to everyone. The rain always makes me reflect and think long will the important things about life that I have and will probably pass.
As the afternoon. sitting in a cafe. Befriend a cup cappuccino. Waiting for the rain. I deliberately choose a seat that coincide with the glass window watching the rain so I could freely, hearing his voice drops and enjoy the cool air it brings. Rain always makes me free to cast my dreams to my past beautiful. Especially fond memories of you.
You may not know, sometimes when I suffered extreme thirst in (like when I'm writing this), sometimes seen rain drops depict your face with it. If it were so, I could be at home watching the rain again. And the longer I watched, the shadow of your face as is becoming increasingly obvious there.
Though I had often wished that rain can remove the shadows, memories and feelings about you.
