A Rain of Feelings

     The drought that Yogyakarta faced recently had been wiped out by rains. It's been raining every afternoon lately. What a blessing! You know, I like rains. But there is a time when I hate the rain that day. My first love was a girl called Cindy. Yeah, she's a smart girl, although ewe are the same in age, she graduated from high school 3 years before me. We knew each other at the water park. I can still remember that she wore a light blue and pink cream bikini. Yeah, we chat briefly afterwards (It was in 2010, so still SMS over online apps) and decided to be a couple. I was really happy at that moment.

It was raining at the moment I  proposed to her.

     It was raining the day we became a couple and I remember that I ran into the rain that poured Jakarta that day. It was cold and nice, and I felt like my heart is fulled of joy and happiness. Yes, this is love. Our relationship is the best one that I can remember. A kiss that I will never forget. A warmth that was the second-nicest (My mom is the best one, anyway!). I cannot let go those kind of memories even until this moment. 

     But things were not going as smooth as it looked like. Well, you know, she cheated on me. I never knew that she actually still got a boyfriend when we are a couple. I was framed as a cheater, and so called playboy. Well, I was dumped anyway. So it does not really matter. I cannot cry, but I know the sky will. At that very day, I walk myself into a park around 4 p.m. and rain started pouring the area. At that very day, for the first time in my life, I hate when the sky rains. My crippled heart tells me that the sky is not raining but crying. Sitting on a bench, I cannot hold my tears anymore and let the rain wash my teary eyes. Cindy is the first girl I yearn for, and she cheated. Well, the sky knows our feelings. That is what I always remember.

     Cindy is working as a stewardess now, and I've lost contact with her anyway. Well, life is full of many reasons and feelings, although, for me, the rain knows my feelings the most. A rain of feelings, that's what I always remember whenever sky starts pouring water into my face.