september 23, 2016
dear ryan,
if i woke up, with you in my arms, like everything you said was just some scary dream. i'd hold you closer and tighter than ever.
i can still picture every move of that day you told me, tears slowly rolling down your cheeks. me pulling you into a hug saying we will last, we'd be happy together.
our dreams will forever be dreams.
i wish i could wake up with amnesia and forget stupid little things. like the way it felt falling sleep next to you, your mouth open pouring out soft snores.
will you please write back because i'm not fine.
ethan
