7/4...and a life metaphor.
It was raining. Hard. The air pressed in thick against my skin. I felt hopeless, wondering if we would ever see sunshine. I worried that our plans would be ruined by the weather. More than anything, though, I was frustrated because it was all just so out of my control.
We were soaked, cold, and annoyed with the way the day had gone. His car got towed, I would spend two hours on the road driving him back and forth, and to top it off, the grey skies just kept dumping their wet misery on us.
When the colors exploded above us, I nuzzled into him. We both had hoodies on. There's nothing better than cuddling in sweatshirts. I lived in the moment. And it felt good to just be there. With him. Right then.
They say we should sit and wait for the fireworks, and the magic, to come to us. I think sometimes, we create them ourselves.
We were soaked, cold, and annoyed with the way the day had gone. His car got towed, I would spend two hours on the road driving him back and forth, and to top it off, the grey skies just kept dumping their wet misery on us.
When the colors exploded above us, I nuzzled into him. We both had hoodies on. There's nothing better than cuddling in sweatshirts. I lived in the moment. And it felt good to just be there. With him. Right then.
They say we should sit and wait for the fireworks, and the magic, to come to us. I think sometimes, we create them ourselves.
posted by haze at 9:05 PM
1 Comments:
It was great seeing you on the 4th! I took a look at your pictures on facebook, and there's one with you fixing your hair and him a.d.ding (as written in the caption) ...and although i didn't get to know him, i can definitely see that ... those little "flaws" that you both have are cute...especially together :)
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