Having somebody to lie with, side by side, watching movies, is one of the greatest gifts of all.
Somebody you can ride with, gazing out at the night sky from the passenger seat
window, as they drive.
Somebody you can sing a song for, and they'll tell you every note and lyric and line they loved.
Somebody you can breathe the same air as, sitting on an old, creaky playground swing, watching your breaths puff up into clouds.
Somebody you can bake with, making a mess of the kitchen, shouting out steps in the recipe that you barely follow.
Somebody you can stare up at your ceiling with, music in the background, picking out faces in the popcorn.
Somebody you can cry with, clutching at their clothes, buried in their shoulder, and later laugh with until your lungs burst.
Somebody is the greatest gift of all.
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Twisted Dreams
PoetryA collection of short stories, poems, and half-written ramblings. ~•°•°-----------------------------------《☆》 dream \ ˈdrēm \ 1 : a series of thoughts, visions, or feelings that happen during sleep ~•°•°-----------------------------------《☆》 night·m...
