Dear Forty-One,
It seems like its been a while now. Even though it hardly has. But I've been taken to dream land again. The snow has fallen. I'm pretty sure the white frozen blankets have no intentions of leaving. Though the other night they caused a glorious dream.
It was filled with warm hugs, soft kisses, wind in my hair, and that boy's smile. Upon waking up, I found it all to be false. Just another perfect dream.
Could you help me forty-one? Could you make that dream my reality?
Sincerely,
Dre
