Rain is like a memory of spending time with you.when water drops fall from the cloud, it 's touch gives a vibe which creates an aroma of your presence.
it's been always when you turned to be a chatterbox... down pouring always happens A cup of tea with smell of your affection make the feeling of your concern of our love.
But when you turned invisible It was like bleak day for our love. You turned memorable which I never wanted to imagine Waiting for you is not bad Rather it's a consequence of being patience.
My waiting will be end You will be there where I am.