A inspected how genuine his smile was. how innocence poured all though out his lean and well-sculptured body. how he really enjoyed dancing in the rain, as if, he was being showered by all his long lost youth.
A can't stop thinking how truly happy the man was. how rare that moment could be to anyone. how he could be the happiest man during the time; as if nothing has the right to ruin it.
then A suddenly noticed him approaching, wide smile not moving an inch. he grabbed A's wrist and gently pulled him to the drench. he swinged A around, not minding the possibility that someone might see them. he wanted A to share the same happiness he was experiencing.
A smiled.
then the movement stopped. He slowly went close and kissed A. everything melted. then he gave A the tightest hug, whispering behind A's ear, saying how happy he was.
A smiled again.
while inside his warm embrace, A then remembered why Charlie Chaplin loved the rain; for it is the only time people won't notice him crying.
8 comments:
beautiful.
yours is the 2nd blog i read today on dancing, kissing and having fun under the rain and i like both entries
This is just nice. I missed reading your entries, welcome back.
I hate you.
I was beginning to like my being single!
...until I read this post. :')
I don't know why I so can relate with this post. Feels like I'm one of the character. HAHA.
love + rain, aaaahhhh perfect combo :)
aus ah.. more good articles sir..frequent visitor of this blog sir..sarap mgbasa at tumambay dito
drama ever! :) nice one.
hindi ko binasa hahaha!!!! kung nasan lupalop ka man ngayon mr komyuter, magpasalubong ka naman.
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