There's just something about the pitter-patter of rain
As it falls down from heaven
It reminds me of a lot of things
Things I wish I've forgotten
It reminds me of the times we would stay inside
While the water wash over the world
While we let it erase everything else outside
We cuddle and breathe each other
It reminds me of the faucet at our first apartment
It was a rhythmic torture, driving me insane
Until you told me this story about your childhood days
Your voice was the melody against that rhythm
It reminds me of that typhoon
When you called and said you couldn't be home
With the pitter-patter and howling of the winds
I slept on that big bed alone
But lately it just reminds me
Of the pitter-patter of words from your lips as you told me your lies
Of the pitter-patter of your steps away from me after our last fight
Of the pitter-patter of tears I cried as everything you did and what happened finally dawned on me
Lately it reminds me
Of the pitter-patter of my own steps away from our memories