It seems like the best memories always go back to the water

On the canal it rained so heavily in summer

I didn’t know water could fall in heaps that way

I had biked there that day, not knowing

But you brought an umbrella

And pulled me in when it rained

In that moment, our hands touched

That’s where it all began

It is winter now

Every time I look back on that place

Whether the water is flowing or not

The memories come back

Bringing a smile to my face

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Submitted by: Zihan Cai