Unseen

It's raining outside.
And tons of memories of you and I come out and cherished by the pouring rain.
There's won't be a rain that heavy enough to wash it away.
The memories of you and I.
The unseen love that will always live.
Between every drop of the rain.
We were as close as two falling drops to the ground.
Became one and disappeared.
But the love will still remain the same. Transformed into flowers and everything.
And it's still beautiful.
As beautiful as an idea of you and I.