Do you hear the rainfall?

It's our blessings, they freefall

Like chimes in a relentless breeze.

We all have dreams,

but how many of us catch

What others seize?

Before they wish us well

Looking back at our wishing well

Wondering why there are droughts in hell

How many of us cling to intangible

seams,

of things we never mean?

                                                                                        (Anna's Pov)

The world is shaking.

The vibrations are causing a small disturbance in our energy. The truth is we are moving, generating particles that respond to the equilibrium and forces around us.

I feel like I'm phasing, separating, bending, and shaking; rattling under the dark steel soot of his fixture. The way Jacob looks at me, makes me pray for a sense of direction, lost in his heavenly spirals.

And suddenly we are moving, like the slow groans and creaks of a brightly illuminated Ferris wheel. Perhaps, life is like a Ferris wheel, you move slowly in one motion, desperately needing to reach the top. Because if you get there then suddenly you'll be happy, and life will make sense.

However, sometimes we reach the top. Then we get to see a different perspective as we watch the people below. They're so miniature and toy-like, shuffling like machines all reaching for the same sky.

It makes us question what's really important. And perhaps from such grand heights we may come to realize our problems aren't bigger than a ant.

What's the tallest building to the sky?

What's life to someone who has died?

What's a giant problem to a deity?

So we want the God of small things, to make infinitesimal changes in our life.

All that we thought mattered doesn't especially to a God who doesn't keep time...and the Ferris wheel goes on...slowly creaking in a circular motion.

Round and round

Up and down

Moving...

"No seriously Jacob, I think we're moving!" I screamed frantically, feeling a slight but definite shift.

Jacob's eyes blinked, the fog of confusion slowly lifting from his eyes as he looked around.

We heard a loud crack, and I groaned. The foundation beneath us was giving in, the mattresses were slowly swaying under our weight.

I felt Jacob's rough calloused hands grab my waist pulling me into him tightly, in a protective manner, "Goooo-ggg-ggg-oo" he stammered nervously. I could feel his pulse in his breath, as we looked desperately for a way out.

If we jumped, the chances of surviving without breaking our spines were less than encouraging.

If we moved too quickly, the disturbance would cause an avalanche effect. I couldn't be sure, but if I had to guess, the center of the  mattresses tower was caving in, and the old dry wooden frames that kept it in place was splintering down the middle. Therefore, like a stack of dominoes we would all come crumbling down.

I thought quickly, "You have to climb down quickly okay, you go first. I promise I'll be right behind me you" I whispered, grabbing on tightly to the dirty seams of the mattress we had been sitting on.

Jacob stared at me, and I knew what he was thinking. There was no way in hell, he was going to go first.

His lip quivered as he looked at me with a determined face, "NO!" he said firmly.

I screamed as I slid across the edge of the old rickety spring box. It was swaying with a devilish desire to knock us off. The worst part was the impact as the jagged metal scraps and uneven sharp edges marked my knees and open the scabs on my skin.

Jacob lunged, like a natural reflex he grabbed me.

"Please, move now! If you don't get off we will both land in the UCI tonight" I promised him.

Jacob shook his head nervously, I could see the sweat glistening on the side of his temple.

I cupped his face gently, taking a moment to assure him, "I'm okay" I promised.

Jacob nodded, slowly swinging his body over the side. His legs shook as he dangled helpless over the edge of life, and fear.

I bit my lip praying that he could find his footing, "Go now!" I yelled, hearing another earsplitting crack, and feeling another jolt that shook the un-sturdy structure.

This moment reminded me off....

"A-AA-aaa-nnn-nna cc-ccc-ccomm-mmmm-mee" he called out to me. His strong deep voice shattered through my distracting thoughts.

Night had long settled in, and the lamp post above us flickered, offering us very little light. I would have to trust my instincts and my sense of feeling. I could hear Jacob hyperventilating loudly below as he waited for me anxiously.

A cool wind tickled my rosy cheeks as I slowly descended down.

It's seemed like hours, but truly it was a matter of minutes before I heard the reassuring thud of Jacob's feet touching the hard rocky ground.

"Mmm-aa-aa-dd-ee-ee-ee it-tt-tt" he said letting his voice crackle with relief.

I nodded concentrating, on my last few steps until I could have the security of the solid ground. My nails were bleeding from digging into the mattress, as I held on for dear life, taken by another powerful sporadic swing.

I wasn't brave enough to look down yet, but I could imagine Jacob pacing, his hands on his hips, then anxiously crossed over his chest, as he internally panicked.

"Aa-aaa-nnn-aa!" he yelled impatiently.

I gulped, my voice barely above a chalky whisper as I tried to take another step down, "I'm stuck!" I cried.

"Fff-fff-ivvv-eee mm-oo-re fee-tt An-nn-na, I kn-nn-n-ooow you can do this!" he pleaded.

I shook my head sobbing, tears as cold as ice crystallized on my cheeks, "I CAN'T FUCKING MOVE!" I cursed, this would be just my luck.

I had miscalculated a step and somehow managed to jam or wedge my foot, into a small compartment like space between some of the broken spaces of the mattress and rubbles of junk.

I screamed again feeling the tower lean back, propelling me backward, if I didn't get off now, it would crush me. I would be buried in the rumble.

"JU-UUUMP BA-BAC-BB-WARDS I SSS-SSS-SW-SWEAR I'LL CATCH Y-Y-Y-YOU" Jacob promised.

I clenched my teeth, taking a deep breath, it was now or never. With all the strength I had, I pulled backward, opened my arms, and let go. My body drifted in the light currents of the wind as I descended.

And sometimes in life, we have jump first and then decided...

"UMPH!" I felt the explosion of our bodies, smashing into one, like dark matter. We collided, into the civil hard earth and the lullabies of the energy around us.

I was screaming.

I was crying

But I was in Jacob's arms.

His fingers shoveled into my waist, gripping me tightly as we curled into a ball, watching the great wall fall before us, kneeling to the moon, making us the God of small things.

"Jacob!" I sobbed hysterically, checking him over. He laid still, and I was afraid that the impact had knocked the wind out of him or worse broken something.

His dark eyes rumbled, tossing with the stormy emotions until he found his breath. Jacob groaned grabbing his chest, as he rolled off me, dust and splinters covered his body. We were raptures in a vortex, wolves hunted by sheep, and stars in a tranquil ocean.

"I thought I lost you" he gasped, cringing in pain at just the thought.

I gasped, surprised not by his words but by how clearly he had said them.

I was frightened by the sudden anger in Jacob's eyes, as he lunged at me with a smoldering passion and a look of determination of his face.

Before I could ask, his bruised lips were sealed steadily to mine stealing the words I wanted to say.

                                                                                         Jacobs POV

Anna was a falling angel, I wanted to catch her first.

So dreamy and idyllic, when she closed her eyes, I felt her peace.

She soared like a bird dipping its feathers into the moon, to taste the sweet cream of its light.

Her lips were ethereal.

Her long hair rippled in the spaces between the ebony teal sky.

she showed me the fault in her stars, and they were weightless.

My heart sang a duet, loud and clear, and she made every line real. I never questioned the connection and passion we had.

It was Frank and she was Sinatra.

And maybe I was moving too fast? After all, I had just met her, yet she trusted me enough to jump into my open arms.

I felt her body trembling in my shaking hands. We were far from motionless.

Anna was my everything, and I was falling for her...

So I kissed her like I goddamn mean it. When my lips touched her orchids, nothing was sweeter than her ale.

They were soft like the petals of a showering flower, yet unique like a signature. She drove me crazy, to be so close to someone and it's still not enough.

The firm arches of lips dipped and slowly opened as she laid her head back and rested securely into our kiss. Her curly eyelashes fluttered against my cheeks and her eyes gently shut. Anna tasted like winter's wine, a cold spice, a dark blend of sweet with a royal red hue.

I could drink her intoxicating lips forever, yet be somber with thoughts of you.

Our bodies sighed, content to find something that was not complicated in our dysfunctional lives.

My mind was whizzing, spinning, and exploding, I felt nothing but the cool sensations of our touch as my hands skid playfully down her neck.

Our kiss was our own language, and I meant to tell her I loved her.

With each exhale , she restored in me, a courage I had long lost, a fire that was cold and dead, and feelings that I had once considered numb.

I never cared if I passed a millions of people in my lifetime. I didn't care that to our government I was just a sequential algorithm of numbers, or in the universe a speck smaller than an ant.

Anna's kiss was reminded me that their was a God of small things because when I looked into her playful cinnamon eyes, and she smiled I knew I was important.

And that's all that really matters....is that we find someone who makes us feel like we are their everything.

Authors Note: I'll be re-editing this chapter, there are a few changes I still need to make but I hope you like it! Listen to the song I posted above it's "Stand Still" by Sabrina Claudio.