like rain.

like rain, it fall and stop. and fall again.

she stand outside the circle

but still she watch inside it

there were laugh and tears.

and it was all.. beautiful. from her eyes.

and then when she didn't even realise

she was hoping

on something that wasn't true

something unclear

she got to put an end into it

but she could just stand outside the circle

she want to move out, farther.

further away from the circle but it was too beautiful that it can barely hurt her eyes.

still, she stand there watching

she spend some times

just to stand there, and watch. and not even a move she took.

there were rains and there was sun

there were winds blowing yet she stay undone

and then she realise she should not just stand outside

either to be in it or just leave it

and when she was comfortable she move into the circle

and then she realise the ugliest fact

in which whether she was there or not it will never make any difference

even if she was inside,

nor outside

it will always stay the same. 

she wasn't hurt yet she felt relieved

somehow the ugliest fact was the most beautiful path she gain 

knowing she should know it long time ago

the ugliest fact that kept her smiling

thinking how it should be done long before

and after all 

it was just like rain

it fall down.

sometimes too heavy that get one heart's cold

sometimes those downpour falling beautifully, bring calms & serene

and at one time.

 it will stop falling.

and probably will fall again. when the time meet.