The grey days of rain feels like a stack on the heart, is it the sky crying? Does it know how bad you feel all the time, how colorless everything feels now? Are the drops of water to hide your tears.... as your shoes get ruined by the puddles in your path, the night iluminated by the old streetlights who make the wet floor shine and reflect your figure as you walk by, not even noticing were you're steping...

Sudenly you stumble against someone, startled you fall into the ground, your clothes wetting even more than before, what a lucky day... your tears doesn't stop, as you upset try to get up. When a hand reaches for you to hold. Looking up you meet with his gaze, the man who you crashed into, and his soft-red eyes look at you with tenderness.

"I'm so sorry... are you alright?"

And he takes your hand and pulls you back to your feet, holding his umbrella over both your heads. And that's was the night you meet. Now, his song is on repeat, and you're dancin' on to his heartbeat. His presence made you feel complete, like a love song on the radio.

Where everything was silence, now there's a rhapsody for you and him.

As you stay near him, on his apartment... in another rainy day, where everthing feels more like home, and a smile is now dancing on your lips.