i like things

[thenwecollide]

i had a dream that a young fellow named mathew patenaude walked through a cream-colored door with intentions of speaking to me, but the dream didn't allow that to happen. all i wanted to know was- did he remember anything good about me?

i'm realizing tonight all the things i truly want, but these aren't things i want forever. i just want them now, and i want them to be good until their rightful, respective ends.