Dancing in the Rain Someday

What I want most when it rains

Is the feeling of those drizzle falling on my face

Sometimes I want to think that someday someone would look at me and see me smile, and be happy at the sight.

For I am a refreshing image different from all the chaos of people running to keep themselves dry, from those women trying to cover their faces because their make up might get soaked, that of all, I am the one who enjoyed the season

And I want to think that someday, beneath that gray old sky, against the heavy wind, and as the cold water envelops my body and make my garments heavy, that I may find myself dancing with someone and enjoying a good child like splatter as the rain falls upon us.