Broken Down Sun

The sun broke through the clouds. It didn't stop raining, there was simply light now. I leaned my head up so that the sun and water would fall upon me together. There was a rush of fever, and ice drizzled down from the tip of my nose to the bottoms of my feet. I had been walking for three days, and I've never been so happy to see the sun. The rain has an interesting way of making the world dark. But this was the moment that made every second of the darkness worth it. The world is never so bright as it is the second the sun comes out after a rain. It's like hope. A string of gold through the mud, shinning so brightly that it refused to be ignored.
I opened my eyes and looked around the forest. All the trees seemed to reach their arms up high through the rain, attempting to reach the light before it was taken over by the clouds again. The rain that had once seemed devastating and sad now dropped like pearls and diamonds onto every inch of the forest. My clothes were heavy with rain and sweat. My arms hung lifeless at my sides, drowning in exhaustion. I felt to tired to move. I allowed myself to bathe in the suns rays. I could feel it filling my insides. My body was to weak to find dry shelter (if there was any) but I could feel my insides start to twitch as though something wanted to burst from me and run chaotically through the woods. I looked down at my body, torn bleeding and withering away. I need to be fed. I forced my feet to move, I had only taken five steps before yet another branch bit my leg and tore my pants a little more. I didn't even pause; if I had stopped each time I got cut I would have gotten anywhere. I walked through the prick. If I didn't know that he was waiting for me I might have never made it. I would dare say that I wasn't pushing myself, he was pulling me. As the sun started to melt away I closed my eyes and whispered his name. I could hear him, not so far away, whispering mine. I let out a heavy hushed long breath and kept walking through the darkness that was now reclaiming its ground.
I could still hear the guns and explosions. But they were far away and came less frequently now. I was safer now than I had been I had been in years. It was possible that the guerrillas were hiding in the bushes but why? They would be to far from the city for it to matter. And besides, I was no one. Then again those of us whom held no threat made the most frequent targets. Perhaps that is just the nature of war. Just as I felt the tears start again a ray of light broke through the forest as if it had been reaching for me. However, this light was not sun. It was him. That strength that glowed from every inch of his being floated out to pull me in. I ran to him, using energy I thought had long since been used up. I fell into his arms just as before and once again fell in love with him. I could finally live again.