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the last sunset

yes! shiawase
Wednesday, May 30, 2007

A was lying under the comfort of the trees, shying away from the intense heat of summer, or what's left of it. The butterflies were gone, the birds have flown somewhere else, and the trees remained perfectly still, as the summer breeze was now gone. By the looks of it, the sun was tired of shining throughout the stretch of summer, and it's time for him to have a little rest, and the boy smiled at that thought, because it mean it was time for his rest as well. The boy unconsciously played with the ends of his hair, his head slumped carelessly on the trunk of the tree behind him, and his legs crossed over each other, totally unaware of the light buzzing of his surroundings. And with that, the boy dozed off without hesitance.

The boy bolted upright, when he felt the warm presence leaving him, and tiny drops came into contact with his nose, then his lips, then his closed eyes. The boy's vision was hazy, and his ears were filled with an easy but continuous tapping sound, and it clicked to the boy - it was raining. It formed a soft mist around him, hence he couldn't make out his surroundings, and the boy did not dare budge from his position. It was just as soothing as summer used to be - the steady rapping sound of raindrops on leaves, the softened grass, and the cool feel of water trickling one everything in sight - so there was no point in leaving his spot. The boy did curl up closer to the tree though, he didn't want his feet to soak to much, and be covered in mud.

It was only now that he realized that summer had fully ended, and the rainy season had come in. He hadn't said goodbye to summer properly. He hadn't thought of the fact that he was going to see less of the sun now, and more of the clouds and rain.

It's time for the sun to rest and hide behind the blankets of the clouds, while rain happily poured and played with the rest of humanity.

"But I'm not 'the rest of humanity'" they boy whispered to no one. Sadness mingled with the trickling rain water.

And the boy woke up. He felt the summer heat still tingling in his skin, meaning the sun was still somewhere around. Happily, he stood up, wanting to say goodbye to the sun, and the whole of summer, but his head was split into two with pain when he stood up. While was patting his bumped head, he heard a soft laugh, and looking up, he was submerged into a pool of dark brown. Eyes were looking unblinkingly at the boy's eyes, and the beholder was also smirking, rather evilly. The boy was the first to blink, and where the beholder of dark brown eyes was was replaced with two dark spots, almost wet-looking. And summer ended, and the boy never wanted it to come to a close in any other way.

Summer says, "Remember."

smiled at the sun again @ 10:28 AM,




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