Little Dream of You

I haven’t even thought about you in a long time. I know now it’s because you were hiding in my dreams.
It was a simple dream, which reminded me of Lara Jean’s lock screen. We were in a field of possibilities. You sat next to me as I lied down, our bodies touching ever so slightly. Casually talking, I can’t recall what about. All I can remember is how right it felt in my bones.
I wish I could remember my dreams better, because with you, these dreams are all that I have.

I love writing about love.
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