Rainy nights, often lead me to the corners of contemplation. About the time that shows how when he was brought in, how he was presented when my world completely fell into chaos. A heart that was stricken with extraordinary anxiety, suddenly had a glimmer of hope. He pulled me from the snares of such a cruel fate, gave me the support of what is the spirit of life. Seconds, minutes, time passed as if he was mine. That he should not be taken by anyone, only me. However, sometimes we are no longer together. Follow the path that each of us think is right. My steps are now stuttering, as are the tears that melt with the torrential rain. The most bitter part, when I saw your back getting farther away. My spirit dimmed again, my crush was crushed again. However, I will continue to walk—even if we are no longer in the same direction.
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