Fireworks
I find myself on a hillside, outside of the halls of eep, glad that the story has been written and experienced in the way that it has. It is a dark night, chilly. I look out over the valley and I am alone. Suddenly, but without startling me, my soulmate walks to my side in silence, and sits beside me on my blanket. I can see her breath; I can feel her leg grazing against my own. Time goes by wordlessly, with just our edges intermingling. The darkness is complete at first, with barely enough light to confirm my company. Deja vu strikes as we sit, and I find myself tongue tied. Rather than speak so directly to the situation that we find ourselves in, I let a poem break the silence. "I can see us here Despite all the ways we aren't We are on this hill Through good times and bad You and I are together Lighting the darkness Let's light up the night Starry Eyed and Blazing Bright So that all may see So they understand Upon seeing see me so low That there are great heights Gr...