I have thousands of words to say to you tonight, but I don’t know where to start. With the pen in my hand, I wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote, and finally only three words were left on the paper: I miss you...
once said I want to borrow your hand to write our story. I said our story is very long, very long... so long that it takes a lifetime to write... Now our story is full of sadness and longing...
Our story Sad but sweet. Tonight, the sound of wind brings away my thoughts, and the sound of rain brings your tenderness. Let’s listen to the rain together tonight, okay? There is you in the rain, there is me in the rain...
Now I don’t want to write anymore, I don’t want to borrow your hand anymore, I want to wait for your arrival, so that our story will have no sadness, only joy...
What if you say The day you leave is not because you don’t love me, but because you love me more and choose to leave. Do you know that I stayed in the same rainy night all night, watching your disappearing back?
I don’t know how many more days it will rain, and I don’t know how long I will miss you? I hope that when the rain stops, you or I will come to each other's side and never be separated again...
