After Rain
After Rain
Rain always reminds me of you.
Really weird Yes. Because you are weird.
Sometimes you miss the rain, like grass on the savanna.
Sometimes you are happy when the rain comes, as if you have never seen rain before.
But also sometimes you hate rain, heavy rain, rain that falls every day, which you never feel.
Ah, maybe you're just jealous.
Because rain meets me almost every day, while we may not be able to meet.
This time too, the rain fell again.
I just smile remembering you.
Even though, rain never hugs you with me.
Actually, not all memories of yourself are beautiful.
Just like rain, which is not always beautiful, which does not always carry a rainbow when he leaves.
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