Gaps

We

I wonder if I'll ever get to tell him about the hope that filled my heart when he said that we could go to the lake some day. If I'll get to describe to him, the perfect vision that bloomed in my mind of how that day would go.
I can see it now.
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He pulls up on a bright and sunny morning.
I climb in beside him where I've always belonged.
We smile and laugh and tell each other stories on the long but heavenly ride there.
The windows are down.
There's a breeze all around us.
The road is long but feels like five minutes.
Once we get there... to that perfect spot, only the sound of that warm breeze can be heard around us.
I lead him to where the water is.
Through the darkened pines.
Over paths that are easy to cross.
It's warm and sparkling in the sun.
He gives me that smile that always makes my heart speed up and tells me how glad he is to be there.
I tell him I'm glad too.
We could spend years there together, in the bliss of nature.
Where he's okay and I'm there to make sure he stays that way.
I can't stop watching those blue eyes as they take everything in, enjoying all he's missed out on in the past months.
We catch up on each other's lives since we've been so miserably kept apart.
We smile as we think of what's to come.
Of how we won't be held apart anymore.
And I love him!
That thought keeps circling in my mind like the swallows over the lake.
Before we know it, it's time to go back.
I climb back in beside him.
We talk of how we can't wait to go back.
How we enjoyed it.
How it was perfect.
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As I come out of that dream... all I can think is...
I hope that by we he meant us...
I hope that by we he meant me...