Every night, before i fall asleep, i always look out my window. i look at the sane stop endlessly. i always picture it the same, so real: Its us..we look at least 15. were standing there at the sidewalk, waiting. when we cross the road, we stop half way. its raining. you talk me hand, look at me, and kiss me. i always see it the same way, its doesnt change, it never has. i have seen the same thing in that spot for 3 years. and until it comes true, i'll keep seeing it.
March 17, 2010