From her diary: Let it Drizzle
It was a strange feeling. A sensation that couldn't be explained using a single adjective. She struggled when she tried to explain and the best that she could come up with was, "You know, it's like when you are standing under the open sky and suddenly it starts to drizzle and as the cold dampness touches your warm skin? The sensation isn't exactly pleasant but you want it to keep happening. That's how I feel everytime I look at him."