new year rain.

the sunlight was coming in muted, and still overwhelmed by the leftover blueness of the last day of last year. It rained at the time the year changed, and I could hear your laughter, along with mine, and it has been too long since I heard us and outside the fireworks were vainly trying to reach glory in the rain.

As the the day struggled to break free of the vestiges of a new year's night, I wanted to hear our laughter again, but I guess, there were more things I wanted other than us being temporarily giddy with our laughter. More things -- a lot of things; the first of them all being you; and I also wanted this new year to be kinder and more surreal than the hard reality that was 2008. But you; really you, most of all.

In my mind, I can see you sleeping. I like watching you sleep, love. I like to look at you when you close eyes. I'm your blatant voyeur and always reckless in telling you that I love everything that you are and I am missing you to the point that I can feel my jaw hurt, along with a major part of my chest.

That rain falling on midnight meant well for us, that rain for a new year; of soft dreams falling and us waking in time for some little wishes to come true, love.