Rain [yoonmin]

Prolog

Dear Jimin, 

It’s raining today. We love the November rains. You don’t, just not yet. I promised to make you fall in love with the rain and I will. Rain is beautiful like you. It is as ethereal as you. Rain is as melancholic as you can be but you see that’s the beauty of rain. It looks like the sky is crying with the burden of our pain, but it’s just trying to rejuvenate our souls. There’s always a rainbow after it rains, somewhere, there is always one. Do you know who my rainbow is? If I am the rain you are my rainbow. In our sky when the dark clouds have to disappear, I’ll come as rain to see my rainbow. Then as the golden warmth of the sun makes everything glitter, we’ll sit in the woods talking about old age. We would talk about the rain. If I were the rain would you stop resenting it? 

Yours forever 

With love, 

Yoon.

P.S. please wake up soon, I want to enjoy the rain with you.