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For someone I never met. Not poetic, just random// Previous title: Unsaid Words for Him

Rain

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by roselianee

by roselianee

Rain, my favorite weather.

Others find it irritating because they'll go home soaked and wet.

But, I love rain.

I love going outside when it rains.

When rain drops into my skin, I can feel the pain of yesterday has been washed away.

I love rain.

Because when I cry, the sky cries too, like it sympathizes me.

I love rain.

Because it's calming, every raindrops that I heard is like a melody to my ears.

I love rain.

Call me pluviophile, because I really am.

I find joy and peace when it's raining rather than a sunny day.

Because meeting you under the warmth of sun, last summer.

Wasn't my favorite.