In the past, I loved rainy day very much. Maybe, it's a good time to act a blue melancholy.

One rainy day in the month of May, it took him away that is the one I respected very very much. Another rainy day of last year, it took my best friend away...

sigh

It's hard to live in such a world. I am confused whether the rainy day is good to stop all their misery and sorrow brought by this world or not. Or, I should be sorry, angry at them that they hadn't waited for me.

Maybe, I love the rainy day crazily if it takes me away one day....

Dearest, I love and miss both of you.