I love walking alone under the rain.
The smell of raindrops combined with the smell of grass.
The droplets dripping from the edges of my umbrella.
The nice fresh air that I can breathe in.
I love the solitude.
None of the depression,
none of the sadness.
Just pure solitude.
I love how I can appreciate melodies of the songs playing through my earphones differently.
I love how I can look at people’s faces, half-covered by the umbrella.
Like a classic painting.
Like a beautiful photograph.
So many things can happen when it rains.
I wish, maybe someday, I can stop walking in the rain, just to see your face beneath your umbrella.
I wish, maybe another day, we can share an umbrella, and walk in the rain,