"Why do you love rain?" I ask. "You see,
for me, it's very hard to understand." I add.
"Perhaps it's because of the sound of raindrops." he replies,
"I get upbeat as the rain pours as if I am in love."
All I see is rain, on rainy days when he looks into my eyes.
I used to ponder which he would love more,the rain or I?
Now I'm starting to like it the rain, the sounds, your eyes.
I see what you feel about the rain when I pore into those eyes.
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