The soft tap of the rain against my window leaves me staring at the sky. Sweet and melancholy feelings come over me as I hear the rain. I close my eyes and dig deep into my memories, picking the most significant. It was the day similar to this. I was holding your hand in the rain. You took me to see the mountains hiding behind the clouds. The only warmth I felt that day was with your hug, holding me, and gazing into your eyes. I remember your bright smile and gentle touch. My heart beating slow yet steady. The scene of this as if time just stopped for a couple minutes. You leaned your head to to touch my forehead. With our eyes closed, I felt something I have never felt before. It was your love surrounding me, listening to my heart, bold enough to take the next leap. I wanted stay in the moment even if I would give me a temporary illness. It was beautiful in its own way. It was the time I heard your heart only calling my name, only calling me, only loving me.