Raindrops

Something happened last evening.
I couldn't bear to write about it out of guilt,
But now I think I can tell you all this.
Well, I have nothing better to do as well,
Now that I have stucked at the lab anyway.

Beginning of all this should start the day before yesterday.
I was the one that ask him to bring the laptop to the college so we can start on working on coursework.
Then he brought it as I requested, but I was not even aware of it at all the whole first part of the class before break.
In fact, I wasn't even aware that he puts it into his bag and leave it there at class.
What's worse it was me who sit beside him.
When the lecturer told us to have a break,
He left thought that I will watch over his bag.
But I didn't, I didn't even know the bag is there or not the moment I stepped out of the class.
When we noticed the disappearance of the bag,
It's already too late,
The whole bag, including the laptop and the thumb drive, it's all lost.
As we don't even know when did it disappeared,
It is all futile attempt to retrieve them.
I know, but I still want to have faith,
I'm thinking about remorse, for it was partly my fault.
Even he said "it's ok,", it does not cure my waving guilt.
The bag is still not recovered.

The rains dropped like usual,
Like it always was,
When I'm in time of despair,
It's always raining when these times arise,
Are they showing me pity? Or out of mockery?

Peace out.