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[lavenderrose]

in last night's dream he was there in my arms, it felt so natural. his eyes and hair were dark like yours, deepset and brooding, his skin the lightest shade of caramel. he was about two years old, so although we'd only agreed to let your mom keep him for a year, it seemed it didn't work out that way. you were on the other side of the restaurant most of the afternoon, with your family gathered there. i cast sidelong glances your way but you never looked at me. the event pressed on into the evening and you disappeared. when i went to find you you were asleep on a huge green couch with your mother, father, and brother, all curled up together in awkward sleeping positions. i smiled a little and thought of old times. tried to take a picture in my mind. i went into the tiny kitchen to find a sponge to wipe down the tables but there was none to be found. i used paper towel instead.

i woke up with one question on my mind: what was his name? the little boy with the tousled dark hair... what was he called?