Ah, Matthew

Matt left this note pinned to my front door when I got home.


 Thinking of me,

because I am thinking of you

I'm dreaming of you kissing me.

Whatever you dreams may be,

I hope you

dream a little dream 

of me.


He drew stars and a sun and a heart. 

As I slid the key in the lock, I found myself smiling.

All I could feel was happiness as I thought of him.


Comments

Popular posts from this blog