Sunday, 20 February 2011


I dream of an empty room with boring white walls and a old mattress. Of a big window and lots of light coming through it. Of a pink box full of colourful macaroons, not because I like them (I have never tasted them before) but because they look nice. Of two cups of tea, a milky one for you and a black tea with lemon juice in it for me. Of 'Music sounds better with you' by Stardust quietly playing in the background (because I heard it on the radio today and it's such a great song). Of you and me, of us, cuddling on the mattress, looking into each other's eyes like there's no tomorrow.
And there's nothing more I want right now.