I'm happier when it rains!

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I love the rain because of the promise of finding that rain border.

And I found it!

I was in the car, on the way home,
and one second the raindrops were prancing on the windshield
and the next second the staccato stopped
and all that was left was the leftover rain sliding down the glass.

And it was beautiful to realize that for one brief moment, I was in the middle of it all

where the sun and rain are unafraid of each other's am

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I also like it when one side of my body is wet with rain while the other is nice and dry.
It only means that I had someone to share my umbrella with.

I like looking for ways to avoid the puddles.
Sometimes I just let go and step and jump and tip and toe until my feet get wet with almost-there snow.

In this kind of weather, the cigarettes won't do.
It's your smile that keeps me warm.

Rain also gives me a reason to wear my jackets in this tropical country!

I also like how the rain unknowingly seems to unravel people.

You have a funny, calculated way of stretching.

It's those tiny, indistinct things that you remember.