Yesterday when I was sleeping, it Start raining. I went to open my window where i saw a girl standing under the rain and playing. I went out to give her umbrella. I took step in rain her voice of laughing was so beautiful and it was reminding me of my laugh as her voice was resembling with mine. I was behind her, i asked her " what are you doing here? " she replied "you don't recognise me now ? " and she turned back i was shocked to see her. I took steps to backward because it was me ! My lost soul ! It was me when I was happy, when I use to laugh on my own silly jokes, when rain was symbol of joy for me, when depression and anxiety were not in my dictionary, when little happy moments make me smile, when watching stars gives me peace, when night doesn't haunts me, when darkness doesn't scare me, when winters were my favourite season and snow fall was my favourite game, when there was no heart breaks when there was no burden of expectations, when there was no fake me, it was me pure me and my soul. I just fell down on my knees in rain, crying and crawling to touch my soul but it despaired, it was me and I couldn't bring it back. I couldn't bring myself back !!