I like rain because of you. When it rains, I walk quietly in the rain alone. There is too much sadness and too many words. I walk quietly. The footprints left behind contain my missing for you. The rain hits my face and falls without words. I am tired like me because of missing. I miss him who I liked before it became rain. And will he still remember? Remember that one person turned into rain for him? The lovesickness is too bitter and too tiring, but I can't forget everything that happened in the past. I can't help but yearn for it. The wind is walking in the rain, playing with my clothes that have been wetted by the rain. The wind adds a sadness to my eyes. The words "You and I walk together in the wind and rain" deeply hurt my already full of holes. I really hope to be with you and share the feeling of walking in the rain. Someone once said that people like rain because the rain represents their sadness. Rain is like this. Like me, I like rain because of you. Turn into rain. What about you? Can you also like rain?