There's this thing
about the rain.

Every little drop,
makes me chill,
makes me shiver.

Makes me remember,
Makes me forget.

Every little drop,
Reminds me
Of every tears
I shed when
He left me.

And in a snap,
the rain stopped
as I smile when
I can finally see
the rainbow peaking.

The calm after my storm.
Sadness and solitude
gone away.
That's when
and how you came.

So I guess,
That's the thing
about the rain.