He once asked me. "Why do you like rain so much but you afraid to play with it?" I'm not afraid playing under the pouring rain. It's just i get flu easily and my antibody is weak. And he asked me again " you look terrified with flash and thunder but still your love to rain never failed to make you happy. Do you love rain that much?" Just like i love and miss you at the same time i hate you so much? Yes. I hate that i miss you over and over again. I hate that i'm ever considered to take you back, i even hate it when you looked at me and memories of us start to fill the hole that i tried to leave it empty. Just like how your voice ringing around my head, just like how your eyes hold the power to drag me down along the black hole, breaking me down and pull me apart. But still, at the end we are here again and again breaking each other and start to love again. No matter how much i hate it the sound of rain hitting the rooftop eased me. Somehow you reminded me with thunder. - The Question
I love rain so much. Sometimes i wonder why i can't dance under the pouring rain without having a flu and headache the next day. When will i be able to dance under the rain? I don't know. Maybe i would like to save that moment for someone? Maybe?
How about you? Do you love rain? Or are you just like me?
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Anne's Poetry Time
Poetrysometimes, you choose to keep your feeling but end up telling the whole world how your roller coaster life story begin.☁ here's my story🌎
