She doesn't know why the rain keeps on following her. She wished she knew why. Was it because she was born to be like this? He still remembers the day he became cold. He knows why he is still like this. So why can't he stop the pain and loneliness that was residing in his heart? 2 people who were so different yet so similar. Can this really be love if both of them were always so confuse? "Its called love, my dear." ©-lveyourself started: 15/5/18