• I was outside today, looking at the grass and trees, deep in thought. I thought of you, I wished to see you, I wanted to let you see what I see everyday. It's really gorgeous, the way it makes my heart pound. As I went in my house I found myself holding a purple flower, it's your favorite. I stare at it wondering how it got in my hand. I gazed at the ground where I was standing, but was just dead yellow grass. Then I looked back at the flower, only this time, it was your hand. As we held hands the pedals of the flower fell upon us, all had gone silent. You lean in to whisper to my ear, then... I woke up.