From Our Readers: Why the Rain Reminds Me of You
Rain, the thing I hate most. Before I met you, I already hated rain but not as much as when you chose to leave.
It reminds me so much of you. It reminds me how I complain to you whenever it rains. I remember how you said I should be happy when it rains because you're happy when it happens. Rain reminds me of how we met. It reminds me of your I love yous and pick-up lines. It reminds me of how we were in love with each other. It reminds me of the days we didn't chat because of the typhoon that destroyed the electric wires and poles which caused a complete shut down of electricity in our place. It reminds me of cold nights without you by my side. It reminds me how artistic you are. It reminds me of your voice, how good you are in singing. It reminds me how I smiled like my lips got ripped whenever you send me a video. Rain reminds me of sleepless nights and unending texts. It reminds me of how I trusted your words. It reminds me of how we planned our future. It reminds me of how you scare me at night when I'm alone. It reminds me of those scary pictures you've sent me. It reminds me of how sick you were and I was just waiting for your fever to go down. It reminds me of how I always been there for you. It reminds me of the songs we played together, the songs we've shared with each other and each word of those songs perfectly describe what we felt for each other. It reminds me of the things I usually do when you were asleep. It reminds me of the places that we want to visit someday. It reminds me of how we see ourselves after we finish college. It reminds me of so many unforgettable things.
But, it also reminds me of the time when I've hurt you so much. It reminds me of the broken promises and our unfulfilled plans. It reminds of how my life flowed when you still there listening to my stories. It reminds me of the late night texts, the feeling of being together when we're not. It reminds me the feeling I've felt when you ended our relationship. It reminds me how I talk to myself in front of the mirror just to remind myself that I'll be fine. It reminds me of every word you've said the last time we talked. It reminds me of how I tried to smile whenever I see your picture after our breakup. It reminds me how I had a hard time sleeping. It reminds me how broken my heart was. It reminds me that everything is gone, everything is now over.
Someday, rain will just remind me how I've loved and be loved. It will just remind me that we had it perfectly but at the wrong time. It will just remind me that once upon a time, we shared our happiness and love. It will just remind me that our relationship once worked but sadly, it was just for a short period of time. It'll just remind me the thing you've said that we'll still have a long journey in life. It will just remind me the lessons I've learn from our relationship. It will just remind me that you've did it for me, for us.
Rain reminds me of how you've given up on us but I know rain will also remind us that we can still forgive, forget the pain, and start again. Maybe not as lovers but as friends. I may still hate the rain right now but I know someday, I'll love it the way you do. Maybe someday rain will make me happy, like what it did to you. Maybe it will remind me of you, of us being happy and whole again.
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