Standing in the pouring rain. I love this feeling, it’s almost like, heaven. I don’t remember why I’m here, but it is perfect, almost as if it can’t get any better than this.

But it does.

Through the down pour, I see a figure walking toward me. A tall and attractive figure. Why must he be so very attractive… Dear God, please help me remember how to breathe…

He meets me, and even thought were soaked by freezing rain, there is a warmth about him, and I like it.

He puts his hands around my waist and pulls me closer to him. Every care I ever had dies away as I am drawn closer to him.

We stand there, for what seems like an eternity, just gazing at each other. A slight smile forms across his face. Standing there, staring into his blue eyes, i can’t help but smile, too.

And ever so slowly his soft lips press against mine. There we were, kissing in the rain.