He was awoken in his dark bedroom by a noise from the rain outside. The room was too gloomy to his pleased although it was already noon. The skies was dark and rain pouring hard, knocking his uncovered glass window on the other side of the big room.

At first it was silence, as he tried to listened the sounds of the rain. The brunette close his eyes again as he let out a breath that he didn't even realize he was holding since he opened his tired eyes. Because the last thing he remembered that last night he was crying mess in their room because of something. Something which is could made him fall more deeper once again if he opened up his senses to tried to found the warmth he needed.

Are you alright? How are you these days?
You are not crying because I'm not there are you?

You used to come in my dream everyday.
But why can't I see you these days.

Perhaps, did something happen?
Did you go far away so that you can't come to me?

I try to look like I'm fine without you and you playing a joke on me as well?

When it is raining, are you hiding behind a cloud and crying?
All I do is worry about you.

Please don't do it, I can't see you.
You know how I can't easily forget you.

Perhaps I was having a hard time without you.
You not there, I kept your place empty so that I can me