It's the look outside your window as you see the rain freely hitting the ground
It's when you have an umbrella and someone asked to share it with you and you allow that to.
It's when you have no umbrella and someone will lend you his handkerchief that even if it won't give assurance that you'll not get wet but just that point where he still offer you safety.
It's the protection of a jacket that someone wears and instantly given to you just to make sure you'll not get wet, even if the other was.
It's every sip of coffee as you sit down, whether you're with someone or you're alone. the best part is still the warmth it brings to you.
It's when you feel like going outside even if you're not permitted to because you might catch cold...still you would find a way and run outside to feel every drop of it touching your skin, your body, your heart, your soul. and it felt so good.
It's in front of a bowl of hot champorado or lugaw or soup, just to lessen the cold temperature and to fulfill the cravings the season has brought you.
It's in the magic of warmth a comforter, pillow, or blanket can give to you as you fell asleep.
It's a free flowing tears brought by past heartache.
It's a tremendous feeling of unending hapiness of the cool wind it brings as you think of happy moments under the rain.
it may be seen as a beginning of a disaster...but then it's a blessing.
It's the heart-pounding effect it gives to see someone willing to get wet in the rain with you just for you to forgive him and never let go.
It's the comfort of knowing someone will wrap his arms around you just to stop the shaking of your body due to this kind of weather. and instantly, his presence is truly a relief that no one could ever resist
It's what triggers me to write and feel these things that makes it incomparable to any season. That though rain (and too much rain) might be uncomfortable to others...this is something where I can truly feel the embrace of freedom of unchanging emotions.
I love the rain...and the freedom it brings. =)
