Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Delusions

We both could make a cup of tea in the morning and talk about life.

You could sing me anything while I cook for lunch.

We would drive for dinner outside, staring at the sky even though the stars aren't out there yet and imagine what we would do in the future.

And we could end the day singing about life, and cuddling on bed until we fell asleep.

A day with you won't be so bad.