a great dane with floppy ears named jules
an apartment with wooden floors and a fireplace tucked away down a quiet street, tall windows and a place for me to grow flowers
my two sisters as next door neighbors
a room of my own, to write how i please whenever i please
my grandpa's memory back
my grandma's life back for just one day
one long night with you that never tires me, never leads me to quarrel, just love, our hands, lips, soft words, a glass of wine that never empties, me in my best dress, until the last darkness is floating out of the grey morning sky
the promise that things can still last forever
love,
lauren michelle
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