Lost in a sea of people

The clock struck twelve.

There goes the spectacular fireworks flying up in the air, exploding into a million brightly coloured lights flickering across the pitch black sky, like a bottle of colourful glitter intentionally spilt on a black canvas. Or, a can of neon paint splattered by an artist on the surface of tar.

My eyes gazed upon the sky, staring in awe. Overwhelmed by the power of physics and chemistry; the extent people went to create highly beautiful but terribly dangerous things. I contemplated and tried to understand the aesthetics to it.

Your soft hands quietly sliding into mine, holding it tightly when I was too busy immersing myself in my own deep thoughts. Your eyes piercing through the atmosphere, dreaming and wishing there, in the oblivion, existed a milky way. My head rested on your wide shoulders and we silently counted the formation of fireworks that existed across the sky.

Everyone shouted "Happy New Year" simultaneously. Confetti bursting in every direction, colourful raindrops.

You lifted me up in the air and I spread my arms wide open, waiting for the wind to swipe me and lift me like a feather. Infinite. I imagined myself with wings, flapping them in an attempt to take flight and reach my hands to one of the stars, come back down and give it back to you. You laughed at this thought and you planted a  kiss on my cheek. Reminding me, once again, how you were deeply in love with me and I grinned.

We found ourselves back on the bench where we sat down earlier. People from all walks of life, strangers passing by creating a herd of elephants right in front of our very eyes. Couples sitting down together, sipping  hot chocolate from a shared styrofoam cup and mutely whistling the heat out of their body. We're the lucky ones.

And here I am, sitting down in a cafè, listening to a jazz hit by Fitzgerald called "dream a little dream of me" , writing down in Sam; describing every single movement that is happening beyond this window pane. Enjoying every single sip of tea that warms my body. Savouring the solitude that I'm blessed with.

Happy new year, darling. Wherever you may be.

I wish you all the love in the world. :)