It was a gloomy day and rain just fell, wiped my tears with another teardrops. I stood under a huge tree. I supposed to be like rainy days. But not that day.
Surprisingly, in that rainy day, I saw her. She came to me and smiled as if she knew me, and I knew her.
"Let's dance under the rain" she gave me her white and pale skinned hand.
Then, she took me to follow the path. I saw sycamore trees everywhere. She walked happily with her hand grabbed me tightly. At the end of the path, the grassland appeared beautifully. We danced there, all day long, until the rain began to stop. And all my sorrow seemed to be gone.
"you love rain, right?" she smiled to me. I nod my head, smiled back to her.
As the rain stopped. I went back home. I cleaned up myself and started to sleep.
The next sunny day. I woke up in another grief and the rain didn't come. I just knew, that I was addicted to her in every time I grieve. But then...
I couldn't find her anywhere. So, I followed the path again. But, I didn't either find the grassland. In the sunny day, I just saw graveyard.
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