Don't know who'll believe in me,
But a part of her will always live in me.
A part of me will always act like she wanted,
It'll never forget the pleasures her company granted.

When I'll see someone enjoying getting drenched in rain,
I remember her again.
Somewhere deep I'll be a little moist and hazy,
When someone cute acts adorably crazy.

Time will pass, wounds will heal..
But when I look behind,
There will always be these memories to remind...