Dear Cali
It was like magic you know? There I was, singing some made up song, with some made up lyrics… And they were about you Cali. I heard your little laugh and I knew you were there, but I kept my eyes closed. I thought you might not be there when I opened them… So I just kept singing.
I couldn’t keep my eyes closed forever, and when I did open them, you were there… You were sat in your beat up converse, ripped stockings and little black dress. I could see your lighter tucked into your bra.
Is it even okay for me to notice that? I’m really not sure. But I did.
We talked for ages Cali. I smiled so much my cheeks hurt.
Eventually it got dark; I could see you shivering from the corner of my eye, in that little black dress of yours… I gave you my jacket then, and really I didn’t mind the cold; as long as you didn’t have to.
You put your head on my shoulder then, and my hand found its way around your little waist. It was so perfect Cali.
I knew that when I got home and opened my computer, I’d just be “Luke Hemmings” that guy in that band; but when I’m with you, just Luke.
When I’m with you, I’m me.
Love,
Luke xo
