It was a dream.

I had the most amazing dream.

Of a boy who looked in to the sun and whose eyes lit up into the most unusual shade of blue.

And he turned to me and smiled.

And he never said anything to me.

But I could hear his thoughts, and looking in his eyes I knew that he was thinking about only me.

And we sat in the sun together, and no one else could come in, because we we're the special two.

And they talked and speculated, but they never knew about our secret arrangement.

But the boy gave up trying to hold me in.

And he let me go.

And I got tired of staying with him.

And now that I'm free we don't have any sunlight anymore.

But every time I hear this boy I know's voice,

I think of sunny windows and blue eyes and sappy blog posts.