Its not the chase I love, its me, following you

May 23, 2010 01:17

I keep having this recurring daydream where having won the lottery, I buy a new car and drive cross country. I remember the huge spaces of childhood trips, crossing the country several times, staring out the vast plains of the middle of the country, canyons, buttes, forests, mountains. Everything I miss when I'm lost at night in this little room.

I drive, and drive and drive and I get to your door. Together we adventure along the east coast, I take you to see the giraffes you love so much. Our exploits shall be the stuff of legends. And at night we lay on the hood of my car counting stars like high school swains in love. You'll touch my face and nothing in the universe will ever burn brighter than the corona of my heart. It will be love.

Then we'll pack your belongings into my car and we shall drive back across the spaces and beauties and dinosaur parks. We'll eat bad food and listen to amazing music. So much laughter.

I drop you off at your new home. It's not with me, but close enough its ok. We'll be ok. You know I followed my heart to you, and I'll do it again forever. Ever ever ever.

It's maybe the most beautiful dream I have ever had. Palaces and storm clouds and dancing and shining radiance in my soul.

I wish it was real. It would be the best summer ever. As it stands I hope you can move back to this coast. I wish that you didn't just love me, but love loved me. There are times I think you do. There are times I know you don't. I don't know it matters, I love you love you, and thats all the gift I need.

Forever, ever ever ever.
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