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You can feel it, the change in the air, it brushes through you like thunder. Kisses your cheek softly, then the hand trails off and you can't find her eyes anymore in the clouds. It's a strange sort if thing, really. S'how things are. I can still see your smile.... back there, back in the back of my eyes. Sort of beautiful. Even if it's the thunder, the stuff you know's dangerous. You can feel it.

It rolls on down from the sky, the colors all get... clearer. Saturated, so much heavier- like an impressionist painting of itself. It's so heavy it almost isn't real, and then there's the breath the world takes where everything stills... and then the rain. It comes down on you, fills your throat and your eyes and touches on your naked skin so cool, it's like your kisses on my eyelids before we sleep. I stretch my arms out in it now and close both my eyes, just to feel it. It’s just me and the rain now. The sound, so soft, it's all that you can hear, the birds have a moment of silence. They're too amazed at this everyday beauty, it's a matter of respect fer them. They’re taking their moment of silence. I think I said that already. Ah, but it all washes away in the rain... cool and clear and the new silent world wrapping around me.. feel it under my feet. On my hands, down my chest and down my back, it's beautiful. This is life itself. Water. I don't know why I get all worked up about water like this, it's just how I am. S'how I've always been, when I'm myself. When it's just me and the rain and this hand holding mine, this woman beside me. She smiles at me, hair plastered down from the mess of it after all this time we've been spending standing out here like fools when everyone else's inside.

“Yer dress is ruined, ya know that." I tell her.

And she just smiles at me, and tosses down the drenched bouquet in her other hand, pushing the sopping veil off her head and letting it fall in the mud.

"I never liked the idea of the veil anyway."

"You’re so beautiful, Ver."

"I knew that already silly. But thank you for the note. It's always good to hear". She kisses me and the world falls away behind us.

I wrap my arms tight around her, feeling the soggy taffeta and silk under my hands, loosing that touch in the mass of her hair as I trail my hands through it. She brushes the back of my head and just smiles at me, hovering just a breath away, just breathing.

All I can feel is her, and the rain. All I can hear is the water coming down around us filling out footprints and her soft breaths against my nose. She smiles at me. I smile back. And I know that this is all I really need, in the world.

This is enough for me. S'all I need. She says it's all she needs too. And that's enough for us.

11:26 PM 5/16/2007

Fullview, will ya? I sunk a good chunk of life into this thing.

God I wish I was that fucking happy. Someone, please bash my head into the wall for me, I'm tired of doing it myself.

Description
You can feel it, the change in the air, it brushes through you like thunder. Kisses your cheek softly, then the hand trails off and you can't find her eyes anymore in the clouds. It's a strange sort if thing, really. S'how things are. I can still see your smile.... back there, back in the back of my eyes. Sort of beautiful. Even if it's the thunder, the stuff you know's dangerous. You can feel it.

It rolls on down from the sky, the colors all get... clearer. Saturated, so much heavier- like an impressionist painting of itself. It's so heavy it almost isn't real, and then there's the breath the world takes where everything stills... and then the rain. It comes down on you, fills your throat and your eyes and touches on your naked skin so cool, it's like your kisses on my eyelids before we sleep. I stretch my arms out in it now and close both my eyes, just to feel it. It’s just me and the rain now. The sound, so soft, it's all that you can hear, the birds have a moment of silence. They're too amazed at this everyday beauty, it's a matter of respect fer them. They’re taking their moment of silence. I think I said that already. Ah, but it all washes away in the rain... cool and clear and the new silent world wrapping around me.. feel it under my feet. On my hands, down my chest and down my back, it's beautiful. This is life itself. Water. I don't know why I get all worked up about water like this, it's just how I am. S'how I've always been, when I'm myself. When it's just me and the rain and this hand holding mine, this woman beside me. She smiles at me, hair plastered down from the mess of it after all this time we've been spending standing out here like fools when everyone else's inside.

“Yer dress is ruined, ya know that." I tell her.

And she just smiles at me, and tosses down the drenched bouquet in her other hand, pushing the sopping veil off her head and letting it fall in the mud.

"I never liked the idea of the veil anyway."

"You’re so beautiful, Ver."

"I knew that already silly. But thank you for the note. It's always good to hear". She kisses me and the world falls away behind us.

I wrap my arms tight around her, feeling the soggy taffeta and silk under my hands, loosing that touch in the mass of her hair as I trail my hands through it. She brushes the back of my head and just smiles at me, hovering just a breath away, just breathing.

All I can feel is her, and the rain. All I can hear is the water coming down around us filling out footprints and her soft breaths against my nose. She smiles at me. I smile back. And I know that this is all I really need, in the world.

This is enough for me. S'all I need. She says it's all she needs too. And that's enough for us.

11:26 PM 5/16/2007

Fullview, will ya? I sunk a good chunk of life into this thing.

God I wish I was that fucking happy. Someone, please bash my head into the wall for me, I'm tired of doing it myself.