On Wednesday, I am wrapped up in reminiscing, about falling asleep to the familiar glow of your name in my notifications last night, the night before too, how we met in my dreams, the softness of your kiss, outside of my front door, blankets and pillows that cannot be shared, because I give you my…

Fountains find my wishes, sending them to bright stars, that feud with the lights of the skyline. You are pouring me juice, as I watch palm trees dancing to the wind’s melody, silently, you call my name, pointing at the sweet spot on your knee, that I call home, and I think, I finally learned…

It began with caramel digestives. He had them in his kitchen, and confessed that one of my stories had inspired the purchase. My heart melted, just at the thought of finding someone who listens, who remembers the little things, and I watched him pour me another drink, as I tried to look interesting and sophisticated.…