Rainy days are my favorite part of the day. Seeing every drops falling on the window pane, cold wind blowing on trees, and holding a warm cup on tea while wearing a turtleneck sweater. Every drop reminisces me to an unforgettable moment of my life. The day that my lover and I went to a castle while he held an umbrella. Suddenly, the wind blew heavily and it was torn out, we ran to find a shed so that we won't get wet. And he told me to look on him and at that moment, he confessed that he had feelings to me and I was surprised however, I felt a little doubt and tried to refuse on his favor that he wanted me to be his girlfriend. Until a thunder flashed in the sky and I was terrified and hugged him accidentally. He smiled at what he saw but I loosed myself and said "I'm sorry." And it was fine. After a minute of silence, he asked me again.
"Yes, I'm sure,'' I answered. Then I asked "why?"
"I thought that you're hesitant," he replied.
Then he took my hand and swore.
"Whatever it takes, you're still the one that I am willing to love. Just promise me that you will love me and accept me someday."
He hugged me tightly and kissed me on my forehead. And he went away as the sun came up. I tried to follow his footsteps as he walked on and all of a sudden, he vanished. I went everywhere to find him but he wasn't there. Until I looked at my hand and there was something on it - a raindrop charm bracelet. A memoir to reminding me of him and the falling rain.
As I remember that bittersweet moment, I felt a relief every time I see the rain fall down. And someday, I will see him through it.