It's raining. It's that kind of rain that makes you want to dance in the rain for the droplets on your very skin are like blessed release to you.

Hugging you tightly
A cringe of the heart
A sense of ease
Huiggin yout tightly again
A shiver of fear
Tears are about to flow

How many of me do you know?

Even though it may seem endless
This road has its end too
Only one chance to walk through it
You may choose to detour to another one
But you will leave another route open just in case
However, walking it alone will lose all meaning

Because, what valuable object truth possesses?
Isn't it love?

So I say
Even though in the whole world, no one knows
I will only let you alone see
That kind of me is right here
However
In the whole world, no one knows
Even you may also not realise
There's a different me

"Time passes, even if you want it to slow down."

Did you ever wished for something that you know is forbidden, but you never ceased pursuing that dream? But, since you can't have it, why bother? It's a lost cause.