Such Beautiful Rain

Rain drops came from up there, I don't know where.
Trees and Grasses brought back to life.
Sit, stare, questioning.
What if one of those drops falls upon me?
What if i caught cold from that?
What if?

Fragments of my soul fly by, disembarking from the mothership.
Then someone catches it with her own bare hands.
Grabbing it one piece at a time.
Then she gives them back to me, with a smile on her face.
Sit, stare, questioning.
What if she throw them away?
What if?

She sits beside me now, trying to pull a topic.
I just sit still, an honest smile.
I remembered the last time i gave off that kind of smile.
Millions, maybe billions of years ago.
What if she doesn't know what it means?
What if she smiles back?
What if?

Talking about lots, lots of things.
Monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday, sunday.
The fragments had settle in their places.
I hope that smile never fades and time freezes forever.
What if it's a dream?
What if it's just an obsession?

I don't care. I just don't care.
It's been an honor even if it's just a dream.
Rainfalls never looked so beautiful.
As beautiful as that evening.