only in dreams
you were mumbling about goodbyes
to someone else and my ears were listening closely
because even if you think you sound dumb when you talk,
i like you’re voice
and then your hand was lacing through my fingers
and i was wondering what changed to spark such a public display
even questioning, i turned to follow you
and when we reached the bottom of the red-rubber staircase
i looked up and watched a sea of debators reaching the top stair
and you turned me to look at you
you pulled me closer than i have been to you
while not being forced to look away due to the general nature of hugging
until suddenly someone turned to look at me looking at you
you remembered we’re two girls
and thats strange
so before my lips could kiss it
you bit your bottom lip and looked away
and i looked down at my feet that were less than willing to walk away
you were mumbling something about we would,
we’d find a way
but i was starting to not believe you until you sqeezed my hand a little and it was okay
and when im with you i’m okay.