I sometimes imagine,
what it would be like
to spend a lifetime with you.
I see us laugh.
I see us fight.
I see us make love
and fuck.
I picture the places we would visit,
the friends we would make along the way.
I can sometimes feel the seasons change
as we age.
but as I imagine,
your face begins to fade from my memory
and I begin again.
I realize now,
that this future is not ours
and never will be.
it’s a dream.
where you’ve saved your brightest smiles
just for me.
