Rain

I like it, do you?

Is love just a word? an action
Or more? 
can you see it? Or Touch it? 
I ask myself, what was it worth?
the tears, the pain
that kiss in the rain
life's not a play
my heart is not made of clay
You can't mold it around
Or Stomp on the ground
the sea, it's calling
I seem to be falling
but before I go
I need you to know 
It was worth it, the pain
our kiss in the rain.