Unreasonable Hope

You woke up suddenly to the sound of wind howling and rain lashing on the windowpanes. You noticed the ferocity of the wind, the rain falling with determination.

The water formed little tracks on the glass. Like a complex river system, you trace their path with your finger.

You step out into the rain. The water hits you with a force. Plasters your hair to your face and neck. You are blind. You are blank.

*He is in front of you. Behind you. Above you. Below you. Everywhere. Anywhere.*

You breathe in, unconsciously. You feel the rain. You feel the cold wind. You smell the rain. You smell the wet earth. You taste the rain. You taste the unfamiliar taste. You hear the rain. You hear it whisper and you hear it shout.
You open your eyes. You see the rain. You let it sting your eyes. You tear.

You wake up, and forget your dream.