we are sitting on my bed, and he is talking to me, trying to keep me awake. i am so tired, i can barely keep my eyes open, let alone concentrate on what he is saying. he looks like an angel by the light of the lamp.

i look over his shoulder, and the clock's digital numbers flip to read 12:00.

i lean over and kiss him, stopping him in mid-sentence. i grin at him and whisper, "happy new year."

he takes a quick glance over his shoulder at the clock, and then back at me. he smiles at me, the smile that makes me world light up. "happy new year."

and then i kiss him again.