
It was a rainy afternoon when I met you. I was sitting under the rain, soaking wet and crying. You offered me your umbrella but I said don't bother and go. You still stand in front of me and ask me what's the reason of my tears, I looked up. I saw how you pitied me and that made me stand up. You didn't move, still looking into my eyes. I was about to leave when you grab my hand and let me grasp into you umbrella, now you're the one who is wet.
You asked me again why am I crying and I answered with my love left me and it hurts me like hell. You walked towards me and held my chin to claim my lips, my first kiss was gone in an instance. You stole my first kiss so as my heart when you said those words.
'I don't want to see any woman crying because of a guy. Let that kiss take away all you're pain, forget him and move on. He's not worth your tears, you're worth's more than a diamond.'
The umbrella guy who I suddenly loved for no reason is nowhere to be found. Throughout the years I still feel his warm and soft lips. Will I ever taste it once again?

