7/19/16
11:00 pm
last night I had a dream.
you and I were sitting in the grass.
you were sitting up, leaning back on your arms yanno.
and I was sitting between your legs, leaning back on your chest, playing on my phone.
"are you seriously playing that?" you asked because I had just opened Pokémon.
"you're just jealous because you can't play."
you laughed. "I am not."
I smirked and sat up so I could look at you. "try it then."
unfortunately, that's all I can remember. but any second spent with you, even if it's a dream, is time very well spent.
YOU ARE READING
six
Poetryfor you, just you my other book, titled "him" is also relevant to this one. i should've made it all one thing.
