Sunshine in Rain

This entry is <a href="">for her</a>.
Watched part of Les Mis&eacute;rables on DVD for the umpteenth time tonight. The part where Eponine sings "On my Own" till she dies singing "Little Fall of Rain", but of course.
I am reminded of the time when you came over and we went through my wardrobe in an attempt to clear away the clothes that I never wore. I picked up this oversized long sleeved brown checkered shirt and pulled a piece of underwear over my head. I then clasped my hands together like the Von Trapp singers at a recital and started singing the first few lines of "On my Own". I was trying hard to do my best rendition of <a href="">Lea Salonga as Eponine</a>.
We then laughed our heads off for the longest time.
I can't begin to describe how much I missed you at that very moment of reminiscing. There is so much comfort in knowing that I can be totally silly around you and it brings me such great joy to watch you laugh. Yet at the same time the realisation of how far I am away from you is almost too painful to bear.
It's another nine months before I come back home for good. I shudder at the thought.
In the meantime, my heart pines with 'Ponine, and we remain companions on the road of life and love until she finds her love requited, and I find mine fulfilled in your arms.

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