Morning is about to wake up. She carries the Sun with her all along, she has been so tired. The reason why I loved the Night so bad is because lately, Day has not been a good friend, so Night is the only companion. And I've missed my Rain. I hear the sound of heavy Rain somewhere near. It's almost crazy-like, cause I've been craving for him, I got confused whether it was just a fan machine or something else. Drop yourself here, really. Never take anything too seriously when people said they hated you. I've missed you.
It's a full moon on the body of the Night. The moon looks like a pretty mole on Night's face. And the stars are like pimples everywhere on his skin. But Night breaths heavily: it's kind of windy, though. I can't stop staring his beautiful presence in complete silence. I actually need to go to sleep now. I have class at Noon--more reason to hate Daylights. But I was just too in awe with the Night, he's majestic from where I stand.
I'm pretty sure that was Rain, but he's not even arrived here. Maybe he will lose himself on his way, decreasing like painful memories. People hated Rain, because of the flashbacks he brings. But me, the other way around, Rain washes bad thoughts away, you know? But as much as I miss Rain, I will patiently wait for him. On the day he finally comes, I'll cherish along with petrichor all over my surroundings. I would probably slow dance with him.
The sky was sad, Morning looked gray, which made me happy. She cheered up a little bit at Noon, then lifted her face up like a big girl and looked away to Night to say good bye. She fell asleep, having Night watching over her. She didn't cry today. Or she did, somewhere.
And Night, though. He was a beautiful man. Sitting on his chair, looking down to the Earth, singing lullaby to Morning and her child. So that tomorrow's going to be okay for her.
How I adore the Night. Especially when he stays aback, to let the early Morning breath again.
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