rain never reminds me of you. it's always the sunny day with a bright blue sky and the sound of people cheering in the crowd. you're not sadness, a gloomy day, grey clouds hovering around. you're a smell of blooming rose. you're the sound of bird chirping from east to west. you're a waving leaf touched by the wind. you are the motion, how universe create life. you are in the middle of it. you've always been.