There you go again crying in the rain.
You pour your heart out and your tears fall like raindrops from heaven.
You turn away from this world and contented yourself with isolation.
The rain became your refuge, your only friend.
If only you have looked back.
I was there crying with you in the rain, the sole witness of the tears you have shed.
The one who’s dying to reach you within those walls you have built around you.
There I go again running in the rain.
For this heart constantly cries and goes to the past that was us.
And memories became my only friend in isolation.
The rain hid my tears and I pretended to enjoy the droplets hitting my face.
If only you have reached for my hand.
I was just there patiently waiting for you to see, to feel that I’m crying for us.
But then, the rain may have been too loud for you to hear the sound of my tears
falling in the ground.