I love the rain and I don't know why. Maybe because it's cold and I hate it when it's too hot. Maybe it's because I like it when there are no classes. Maybe because I like listening to raindrops falling on the tin roof in the middle of the night. Maybe because I like how it smells just before it falls. Maybe because I don't mind getting wet. Maybe because the person who really gets why, knows more about me than anyone else could.