October 19.
"The rain never lasts for too long."
The smile you showed me after you said that was something I can't forget. It was bright and cheerful.
But what I really should have noticed was the pain in your eyes. How longing and sad you really looked. The red marks on your wrists and the way that even in the rain, tears rolled down your cheeks.
I guess that's why you loved the rain. Because it hid your misery.
