I had a dream that I saw snow with you.
The moon and the sun, caught in flurries.
Gentle.
I don't remember where we were, or too much else about it, really.
It didn't feel cold like I would have expected. It was cool, but I didn't even need a jacket. I had on these funny plastic pants over my real ones. Not sure what that was about.
But we had fun. We rolled in the snow. Made snow angels.
I kissed your cheek and told you I love you.
And I do.
I'm excited to see you today.
I hope I do everything right.
All these days have built up such butterflies in my stomach, y'know? What am I gonna say, what if I say something stupid — Logically, now, logically I know you're a patient soul with a heart of gold. But you feel so out of my league sometimes.
I like being silly with you. It feels good to find someone you can just play with. I like being with you in general. I like experiencing the world with you, even if it isn't always a beautiful day.
