On a rainy day, I took shelter in a cafe from the heavy rain and then I saw him.
We were strangers, yet we quickly shared a wealth of conversation.
Maybe because I thought we’d never meet again, I found myself saying things I might not normally say.
He saw through the real me that I hide away, and I was so bewildered that I couldn’t tell if this was a dream or just a fantasy.
We spent the whole day talking, and then, without umbrellas, we walked in the rain when we left the cafe.
Yeah.. we started like that.