I don’t know.” she said. “I was just there, standing in front of him. Crying—silently but my heart is beating loudly. I knew he’s talking—that he’s explaining the reason why we have to end what we’ve had started. But I can’t hear clearly every word he said because I was very busy—trying to calm my heart. I was so focused on thinking about something that will make me win him back. It seems like I’m the thunder trying to drown the sound of the rain. And I ended up losing. I fade away slowly and the rain just kept on pouring endlessly.
— ma.c.a // My best friend was the thunder storm