I am not sure why my umbrella is  open...
Perhaps I wanted to avoid getting soaked by the rain of your love and your kisses...
Last time I closed my umbrella I got burned...
For it wasn't raining love...
But hate and ego...
But I can tell your rain is sincere...
It is perhaps the rain I've been waiting all my life...
This is the rain that can nurture my happiness...
I can hear the sweet drops hitting the umbrella's canopy...
I need to accept reality...
I need your rain...
I can't wait to get soaked in your sweetness...
I am closing my umbrella...
For good...