Rain. One of my favourite things. Sure the sun is nice, but rain is better. I'm not really sure why I love it so much. I just do. All I really know is that whenever it rains, all I can think about is you.
Whenever someone asks why I love the rain so much, I just make up a lame excuse and they just leave me alone. Deep down, it's much more than that. We shared our first kiss in the rain and I could never forget that. It was just after a terrible drought and we hadn't seen rain for months. The night it did rain was probably one of the best nights of my life and we shared it together. Now that you're gone, the rain is the only thing that seems to keep me connected to you. No matter how dry it may get, no matter how long the sun shines without a cloud in sight, it will rain sooner or later; sometimes you just need to wait. And wait I will. But what I'm waiting for, I guess I'll find that out as I go.
Rain makes some people depressed. Not me. I remember how much you loved the rain. I honestly used to think you were crazy to love the rain. To me it really was depressing. But now, I understand what you meant. Rain isn't a bad thing, not in the least bit. It gives life to everything, it gave life to you. I only saw you brightest smiles during a heavy rainstorm. Now it rains, but I don't see you beautiful smile.
The only thing I will ever love more the rain is you and I will always love you Tolle.
Maybe rain isn't such a bad thing after all.