Pluviophile

Umuulan nanaman. Just like the day when you left me. You left me under the cold streaming rain, crying.

"Why do you have to leave?" I asked.

"I know I'm an asshole for making you cry, so that I don't deserve your love, your attention, and everything about you. And also you don't deserve someone like me." he said directly to my eyes.

"You can make me cry whenever you want! Hurt me! But don't you please leave." I beg, "If I don't deserve you, how come she can? Why?"

Yes, she. The girl he chose over me. The very reason of this fight that I keep on fighting. I don't want to give him up. Not that easy.

"I'm sorry." he said then walk away.

"WAIT!" I shouted. He look at me, "Think about it all wisely. All our moments that you've just threw away. Die with it." I harshly said.

I keep on crying and the dropping of the rain somehow makes me feel relaxed, comforting me as if it wants to stop me from crying. "Thank you." I whispered looking at the dark skies.

I went home crying. I'm wet, I don't know if it's still because of the rain or because of my tears.

I open the door just to see my parents fighting... again. Almost always. Seems like they never get out of topic, they always have.

"Do you want to leave us?! Do you want to be free?! Then go!" my Mom exclaimed.

Dad just pass by my front, "Dad" I whispered "Do you really want this?"

He just tap my shoulder and I saw a tear fell from his left eye.

Why is this all happening in the same time?

"I don't" Dad answered "But I guess this is what your Mom wants from the very beginning. I know that I need to be strong for you, but I'm a person too, I also get tired."

I faced Mom, "Mom"

Before I finish my sentence, she spoke, "I'm sorry but I think this is the right thing to make my life at peace."

"How about me mom? Do you think I want this? Do you even asked me if I'm into this?" I cried.

"Of all my life I was only thinking about you, to not make you cry. I care so much about you Kim, but now, I want to be happy and this is the only way. Please let me. Please." she begged.

"Mom, at the very start I know that you and Dad are not in good terms. You are just trying to make me believe that you're both happy together but I know you're not. You have endured all the pain just to make me happy, so now I will let you, Mom. I'm a well-grown girl now and I understand all. Be happy, Mom. I support you. It will be hard for me to accept this but I will try" I smile "And maybe I'll just visit Dad sometime." I said as I hug her.

"Thank you for being such an understanding daughter." Mom smiled at me. She's no longer crying.

"You have made me like this, Mom" I said. "I gotta go to my room now. I'm sleepy." she nodded and so I walk up the stairs.

Problems were just happening at the same day. How to be happy at this time? Gotta die. Char! I wouldn't let anything destroy me. Nothing.

I'm just happy that of all the bad things happened this night, the rain didn't leave me. Still embracing and relaxing me with it's cold air and soft drops.

Everytime it rains, I always remember that scene. Flashing on my mind like a movie disk repeating over and over.

I get out the house and run to feel the rain. I'm smiling like a crazy kid going to a party. I'm just running hither and thither when the rain suddenly stops.

I went home smiling. "What was that?!" Mom yelled at me. "Wanna get sick huh? Take a bath now."

Mom and Dad didn't get back with each other, I and my boyfriend-i mean, ex too. But I'm happy because even though I've been wounded, at least I have learned an important lesson

And that is,

'You will find that it is necessary to let things go; simply because of the reason that they are heavy.'

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Kamsa. Thank you. Salamat.~~

-Haneul'sVoice