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The New Year’s Eve.
On New Year's Eve I reflect. I take a moment to acknowledge my achievements and see how far I've come in just twelve months. I see the emotional progress, the focusing on the relationships that really matter to me. I see my efforts to make this world a better place. I dwell on the positive thoughts, let them soak in a little deeper, then take a deep and relaxing breath. The New Year can come. Then I start over, building a new layer upon the foundational achievements that came before.
Sun sank lower in the sky, light of day draining away, giving way to the velvety dark of night, crickets chirping, dusky, colors subdued in the fading light, first buzz of mosquitoes, street lights click on, day winding down, first star in the night sky, short June darkness, air became cooler, evening landscape, twilight had fallen, the sharp shadow of the lamppost had faded into the dark of the sidewalk, fading light, only the faintest of light shone through the leaves, soon it grew dark, darkening sky, a close silence in the dim evening light.
I and Felix were on the city. We went to our friend’s apartment rooftop. There were many other couples but we were all giving each other some privacy. We were seated near the edge of the 25th story building.
The city spread below me, and the world suddenly felt so wide and free that I wanted to jump. Lights glittered everywhere just liked stars dropping to the earth, huge and small buildings collided in a mixture of shadow and geometry, tiny vehicles rushing along tangled lines of streets creating twisting threads of light - they all intertwined together in a magnificent mess of dream.Up here, it's like looking down at the world. You can see the trees, the flowers, the sea and the many busy people going on about the day. Up here it's like standing on a giants back exploring the world with awe.
I look up and see all the stars slowly appearing as the sun went down.it was the perfect place to view the fireworks from. We had covered 2 sides with bedsheets so people couldn’t see us, but we could still see the view from the other sides.
As night fell the blue haze of day lifted to reveal the stars.
Stars shone as sugar spilt over black marble, glistening in the sun. The night sky was such a welcome sight, appearing like magic at each sunset, promising to return as she faded in dawn's first light.
The Starlight draws my eyes heaven-bound; the white-light shining all the brighter for the blackness around. With feet on rock below, I soar into the galaxy, to be the warmth where there is none. I shine as the stars do, giving light and hope into the void - no longer passive receiver, yet destined to be a giver.
The darker the night, the brighter the stars. Should there ever be cloud to hide them, they still shine. Perhaps that's why I love the starlight, for it comes not in the ease of the day, but when without it there would only be blackness for the eyes.
The stars, I would call them beautiful, but even that wouldn’t do its justice. This is something you can’t describe or tell anyone about to share the experience, not even something you can capture in a photo. You can only know by experience, only seeing them through your eyes will you be able to see the beauty. Stars are just shiny silvery-blue dots in the sky, so why are they so pretty? What makes it different than dots of light shining through little holes on a black paper? I’d never figure it out. Maybe it’s the reality of it. The mystery.
I glanced at him as he gazed up at the night sky, and I suddenly fell for him, like all the shooting stars above.
The moon, Bathed in the light of the sun, the moon was more beautiful than even the stars around.
The moonlight was a diffuse ocean above us, lessening the inky blackness of the night, but not so bright as to dull the stars that speckled and glittered in the heavens above.
Midnight falls like a rich velvet blanket of black, swallowing up the day, draining the colors to grey and then to nothing at all.
The light of the day had long since ebbed and dwindled to nothing, now as midnight marched steadily toward us the air was cooler and damper than it had been. In the sweet rain-washed darkness the sounds of the night became loud in our ears, even the rustling of the leaves and the whisper of the wind was thunderous. I swear that in the absolute blackness of that midnight world I could have heard a beetle in the earth, so acute became my hearing.I suddenly hear soft snores, Felix had fallen asleep while reading his favorite books. We had been talking for a very long time and he said he wanted to read this book before midnight.
He is such a sight for sore eyes, brighter than the blue sky.
I heard a soft voice saying it’s a minute left for 12.
“Babe wake up, it’s a minute till 12” I softly say.
“5 more minutes” he replied still sleepy.
“The countdown is about to start honey”
He was startled as he suddenly jolted up.
“Its 10 seconds till-.”
“5”
“4”
“3”
“2”
“1”
“Happy new year!” everyone shouted, it was loud probably because the whole city was shouting at the same time.
Then the fireworks started.
Fireworks burst through the dark night, fiery blooms amongst the stars. Rainer is less interested in the display than in watching Felix’s expressions, how they light up his face just as he smiles, like a perfect real life photograph.
Fireworks cut through the black like they're super-imposed on the night, like the stars behind are only a backdrop brought in for the occasion. Every streak bares a curve of sorts, brilliant lines with a living feel, organic in the way they grow.
Just then I and Felix looked at each other, with a sudden burst of emotions we kissed. It wasn’t a long passionate kiss. It was a small peck kind of kiss, but it hold way more meaning than the long passionate kiss movies show us about.
These feelings I have for him can't end until my body ceases to function and my soul is released for whatever comes after. I hope that somehow they are embedded into my soul that our love will endure. Even on my dark days my love for him rides underneath it all, keeping my mind from sinking into the mire that claimed me in the past. I know that however deep I fear I've fallen, he will be there like solid ground steady me, giving me time to climb back into positivity.
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