Rain: My feeling

I love Singapore because it's rainy over here.

I like the rain, but I hate the feeling of enjoying the rain alone. I'm getting a little miss-ing you type of feeling again.

It's 11 days gone for your holidays and now you're back in the camp again.

My dear, I know it's going to be hard on you for you are all alone in the vocation. But promise me you will be strong and hang on.

I know it's tiring to think of the future for both of us, to save up for our wedding and to make me a happy bride.

But for me, nothing matters except your own health. Promise me you will stay healthy for me. I don't want to see you down, or gone.

I want to enjoy the rain with you, to walk in the weather, just holding your warm hands so tightly that I can feel extremely secure. I can just sit on the bench near the beach and watch the waves coming in and forth and lie on your shoulder and just rest my eyes in peace.

I know you are disappointed at yourself for not making it but my dear, you've lost 10kgs in the whole BMT and you're excelling in all the stations except standing board jump and I can say, I'm proud of you no matter what.

And like how you once said before, the enjoyment of the rain is not just looking out of the window directly but to face the sky and look at the rain dropping down. To let the raindrops fall on your face, that's the enjoyment of looking at the rain.