summer rain

"you've got... a mail"

it's been rainy these days. so unpredictable cause it should be dry season coming up. truthfully, it was sweet, even though in the end, i know that this short-season soon will last.

it got me thinking..

i ask the sun,

what am i to you?

why you do this to me?

why can't you make decision?

it was hard being me, so were you.

we're trapped in this short-season. we try not to think that it surely soon will last.

the sweetness whisper of the wind that i could listen for hours.

the warm embrace that drive out coldness night.

the sound of water drop that could led me into the wildest dream.

it was all like a dream. yes, a dream, that could be over after one wake.

unless, you could stay a little longer.

unless, you chose to make me stay a little longer too.

i'll stay right here in the rain, hiding my sadness, waiting till the day sun will took its decision.

i hope it'll be in time, before the short-season's over.