The evening shower, sudden. The rain lashes down hard, pattering down on me. I can't believe the words "goodbye." You muttered, turning your head away. I want to be hit by the rain and forget. The hot summer is slipping away. The sudden rain hides my tears. I'm glad I didn't have an umbrella. The hot summer is making me sad. I can't believe the words "goodbye." I'm hit by the evening shower, and my thoughts turn back to that hot summer. I give up, and let myself be carried away by the shower.
