A simple conversation

Rain hits in the face
Rain talking to you
Rain tells you: “It is not necessary to cry”
You will answer: “But it hurts”
The rain will strike harder
Tears will mix with rain
You will trip on the stone
And begin to cry harder
The rain will say: “Don’t be sad”
Tell me what’s wrong with you
You put your face up against the rain
And quietly whisper: “He is off with her”