Rain of Tears: How She Lost Her Soul Mate

She stood under the red umbrella, looking at the clock tower. It was almost six o'clock, the time they had agreed to meet. She had been waiting for him for half an hour, but she didn't mind. She was so excited to see him again, after he had been away for so long. She had missed him terribly, and she couldn't wait to hug him and kiss him and tell him how much she loved him.

It was six o'clock now. Where was he?

She shook her head, trying to calm herself down. He was probably fine, she told herself. Maybe his phone battery had died, hoping that he would show up any minute. She closed her eyes and imagined his face. His warm brown eyes, his charming smile, his soft black hair.

She felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and saw his friend standing behind her. He looked pale and sad.

He said: "I'm sorry." He said: "He died." He said: "There was an accident." He said: "He didn't make it."

She lost him, her love, her life. The rain covered her sorrow.