Almost Missed Her

Your story begins with a hasty farewell and then a reunion on a rainy day. You once thought she was the most regrettable chapter in my youth. It wasn't until she stood in front of you holding an umbrella that you realized: It turns out that all the misses were just for the heartbeat when we reunited. It turns out that you have remembered her for six years, not because you hate her, but because you care about her uncontrollably. It turns out that after going round and round, you will eventually come back to each other. May every regret be rewritten with tenderness.