“Do you remember? We were young….we held hands….we danced in the rain….”He takes his time to evoke, and I wonder if they are tears which I see rolling down his cheeks or the raindrops from above.“I remember…” He replies and gently squeeze my hands. “Us holding hands, dancing in the rain…I remember…”I move a little closer, almost touching, and smile.“That’s what I like to recall” ForewordTo you,Whom Im still chasing afterto reconcile.  This is my entry for Speak up your feeling writing contest.Prompt: JIN 너만 없다 (Gone)