Rain

Water has many words to describe its form. And also to describe people's feeling.
It is a "drink", when we need it to fill our thirst.
It is a bath water, when we need to wash our body from dirt.

Some called it tears.

Today, i call it Rain.
I love rain. Sometimes.
When i am down, rain is a good friend to have a private moment to think.
Rain sometimes comes down along with our tears. It was like it knows that my heart was broken. So it comes down to accompany me. So my tears would have friend. =)

Rain, could erase a laugh and changed it suddenly to a sad mode from a person.
Rain, along with the cold atmosphere would easily and automaticaly turned upside down our world.

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