Like her #poem

the rain now often does not go down.
despite its season.
your cool feelings already felt.
be patient in the heat when crashing.

and when you come down like angry.
this body began to be submerged and cold.
there's no place for you to flow.
and there is no estuary for your house.

You can not be forced to come.
and you can not be forced to go.
just like him, who can not be forced.
to love us, just like him.
which we can not stop to stop loving us.