I Had A Dream About You Last Night

I stepped out into the night and put my feet down on the wet patio floor.
The sky's air had been cooling and steam rose from everywhere.
I could feel drops of rain slipping off tree's leaves and splattering to the ground.
It's always misty after a summer pour.
And I'll remember turning around and looking out and staring in and focusing on this one beautiful boy.
And I said: "Oh who is this? Where was he all those crazy years?"
I sipped down some warm ginger ale and drew back a breath.
And headed over to see about this boy.
I couldn't say a thing and I just stared open and wide and I connected with his eyes to feel my gut fall through the floor. Oh my god, I think I'm falling.


Wir sollten den Menschen, die uns am meisten bedeuten, viel öfters zeigen wie viel uns an ihnen liegt. Denn morgen könnte es schon zu spät sein...