Dreamy Dreamy Dreamland

When you’re looking for the man of your dreams forever, there’s no harm in finding the man of your dreams for a week. We met Thursday waiting to cross the street. I smiled at his dog, then at him. We kissed last night. I’m in a dreamy wonderland. He leaves for home, Rhode Island, in a week. I will see him until he goes. *sigh*

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s