Her

Date: 8/21/2020

I am not sure if it’s the fact that I miss her that made me think of her. But I really really wish it would come true. She was so beautiful, so free, so easy going, so centered and @ peace. She came over to my family’s childhood home. It’s been forever since I was there. The rose garden impregnated my scents. I miss it... I was so worried at first about having my mom realize that she wasn’t my friend. She was my lover. And I had such a strong sense of love. I loved her. I felt it with my heart, with my brain, with my skin... I kept texting her to make sure she would Come over. So afraid she would say no. I wanted to see her. But she didn’t bail. She came over, she was there. She loved me too. Our whole idea of a date was going swimming to this beautiful mountain rock. With streams of water that seem to calm every inch of my body. I floated, I laughed, there was noting to be afraid of. However, that day before heading out to the streams with her, the winds came in. The winds were so strong I thought the end of the world might be near. I wasn’t sure what this all meant. But I wanted to be with her one more day. I wanted a day where I had her all to my self before waking up to the crude reality, a reality where she’s not there... The moon and the earth had collided. And the strong winds moved the earth. The lakes, the ocean and all waters were thick with soil. So we couldn’t go to the mountain streams... We ended up going on a local journey, a long hike of the surrounding land. I had a squirrel that would let go. That loved saying hi to everyone she saw haha She kept looking for the red river... this place has root in the Asian culture and ancient stories.... I helped her search. We searched and searched, but never found the red river. We came back home... had a last night before she had to leave. No longer caring about my mom seeing us together. I kissed her, we cuddled.... despite the fact that all glass around me was breaking. And my AirPod case had caught on electrifying fire. All chaos around us did not distract me from kissing her. From hugging her. From being one with her... I loved her blond looking hat, biding the redness in her hair. I loved her in that dream, even tho we never found the red river.