Today the same rain fell as 3 years ago, at that time we were trapped by the rain that kept falling non-stop reminding me of the memories of being with him in the rain. You said that we should cool down first so we don't get sick later, so finally we pulled over at the side of the road which is none other than my friend's house, even though I want to be sick or not I'm happy to be raining with you, but apart from that I know health is the main thing, not selfishness just because at that time we really enjoyed our togetherness regardless of the time that was not related to the rainy weather.
When I got there, I saw that the make up on your face was fading because of the rain that continued to wet your cheeks. That's when I immediately looked at your prettiest, you didn't realize that your make up was fading and I didn't tell him. I'm surprised that you, who have been created so perfectly, still want to look even more than what you expected, even though when I saw you so beautiful when we were raining together, you showed your natural self accompanied by the sound of raindrops which seemed to be a therapy for calm and the light of your eyes sparkled. what that means, I don't know.
Slowly the rain began to subside, until the sound of water drops falling from the tile began to disappear at that moment we decided to go home. I'm quite disappointed why the rain didn't hold me back any longer with him It's as if you came when your first drop fell as if it chased me away for shelter and instantly you subsided as if it chased away the comfort you created for me to continue my journey, the insensitive rain.
I turn on my motorbike and walk back to the house, on the way we talk about things that don't matter at all like what rain is made of, why is it raining today and why does the rain only come for a while, but whatever it is we are like two happy people as said people of the world feel like their own.
I wish time could stop and this moment could happen again, but unfortunately I'm either too fast driving my motorbike or am I enjoying this situation too much without realizing we have arrived home, yes your house Instantly I was not willing and wanted to be with you for a long time (if time could stop) but it was already late in the evening and I had to go home.
Now everything is just a small memory that keeps coming when it rains in the same month, the rain that used to bring you stories now comes with wounds every time the water drops fall, I can only sit in front of my house watching the drops of water that fall once in a while I see two people passing by riding a motorbike and it brought me back to memories 3 years ago but what can I do, everything is just a memory that can only be written in the diary I have
Hopefully the rain that I'm enjoying conveys a question "are you also enjoying this rain, the rain where we've talked without knowing the content of our conversation, and do you still feel the same?" Maybe the question we used to talk about when we discussed things about rain I can answer now.
Like what is rain made of? Rain is created from the process of evaporation of sea water which later collects in the clouds to form small grains of water and descends to earth like you who God created from a spirit that was blown into the womb of a woman we call mother but unfortunately you came down to earth not for me, indeed we were together unfortunately you just stopped by not to stay.
Then at that time you asked again why it was raining that day even though it was not the season and why it only came for a short time, like you who cannot be predicted come into my life and then leave without saying goodbye. It's true that your presence in my life is only to be part of the small story of my life's long journey, but do you know that your presence that took a moment needed more effort and took a long time for me to forget and to let go.