All I can say,
It happens that way,
Out of your control.
Loving for the sake of loving.
Sometimes, sometimes, the love is not full.
Not yet love.
But you feel some connection, some sort of connection.
There’s no way.
I understand that your life was very plain,
Before you met him in the rain.
In the rain that day, pouring like no other day.
You know you were meant to be.