I can hear the rain hit the roof, hit the barn roof, hit the leaves & trees....and all I can really hear is the rain hit the trailer roof, the tree just outside the side bedroom window, the car port....and I hear the rustle of the blankets as you curl into my right side more. I feel the weight of your leg come across mine. I feel your breath on my hair. I feel like I'm home.
Then I remember I'm in my bed. Alone. Away from you. And wondering what you're hearing & remembering on this rainy almost-fall night that is so so so close to the anniversary of those other rainy nights.