You, Me, and the rain.

The rain won't let up. The sun has been hiding. Maybe it's on vacation. Maybe it's on strike. Maybe it's depressed. Maybe it's playing a joke on us.

I wanna drive.

Let's listen to the rain as it sings along with our favorite songs. Or as our favorite songs sing along to the rain.

Let's roll the windows down and catch the rain. We'll catch as much as we can until the cold and the wetness become unbearable.

Let's drive until the little yellow lines on the road run out.

Let's admire the way the traffic and street lights reflect on the wet pavement, melting together into one giant piece of art.

Let's forget about our jobs and responsibilites and immerse ourselves in the here and now.

Let's get away. Our mini vacation in the rain.

I believe I could be quite happy this way. Forever. In your arms. Kissed by the rain.