dreams / joshler

twelve

"josh, um, what happened?"

"what?"

"in your dream,"

"oh,"

tyler grabbed josh's hand from across the cafe table.

"we, um, were emailing a bunch as usual,"

"yeah?"

joshua took a deep breath.

"but, uh, you kept saying you hated your life and everyone hated you, but that isn't true,"

tyler took a deep breath and nodded.

"you said you couldn't do it, so, um,"

at this point, both tyler and josh were tearing up.

tyler squeezed josh's hand tighter.

"it's okay, i understand."