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He looked out the window. The rain had softened to a whisper. “Because sunshine expects you to be happy. Snow expects you to be still. But rain? Rain doesn’t expect anything. You can be sad, lonely, or in love. It just falls. It’s the only weather that allows you to be exactly what you are.”

Today’s rain was different. It wasn’t the playful pitter-patter of June or the furious August downpour. It was a steady, grey, melancholic drizzle—the kind that makes you remember faces you’d forgotten on purpose. captions on rain

He tilted his head. “What’s that?” He looked out the window

He looked out the window. The rain had softened to a whisper. “Because sunshine expects you to be happy. Snow expects you to be still. But rain? Rain doesn’t expect anything. You can be sad, lonely, or in love. It just falls. It’s the only weather that allows you to be exactly what you are.”

Today’s rain was different. It wasn’t the playful pitter-patter of June or the furious August downpour. It was a steady, grey, melancholic drizzle—the kind that makes you remember faces you’d forgotten on purpose.

He tilted his head. “What’s that?”