You were laying there on the blue flowered couch In the living room of my mother's house
The dinner was ready and I came to get you I stretched out my arms to you and wiggled my finglers I had been thinking about holding your hand But you touched my fingers and pulled yourself to two feet You dropped my hands and pulled me into you I snaked my arms around your waist and rested my head against your chest Even now I can feel your arms around my shoulders
You kissed me on the top of my head then and held me tighter Short lived dream missing a beginning and end but it was all I could think of when I woke laying there in the comfort of slumber pulling my blanket closer to me as if it was you