It's raining tonight.
I've been reminding myself to buy an umbrella but,
I'd figure I'd wait.
I'd wait for it to end,
while contemplating if I have the right to remember us.  

Hopelessly hoping in vain,
that the broken pieces that I molded,
can be stitched back as if it can be fixed.
But the droplets of rain reminded me that it can't be undone.

I guess, I wanted to remember the nights that I will be saved from tomorrow.
Even if the rainy days would come, my universe would stop just by the mere sight of you.
That the start of your smile,
gives me courage to face every single day.  
But the rain gave me a cold touch on my shoulder,
to tell me that, my grief and I are inseperable.

It's infuriating to see the rain.
It's the constant reminder that you were my shelter back then.
That, even though the gods play with their thunder,
we would talk about the stars just to make fun of them playing with our lives.
But the rain didn't stop.
Just as I never stopped looking at the sky to look for you on the highest floor I can reach when the downpour starts.