Chapter One

“I love you,” you whisper again as we rest in the meadow, lying down and staring up at the night sky.

“Who are you?” I ask, somehow knowing that I’ll never get the answer.

“Shh,” you say again. I know that you would say that. You say it every time I ask. “Not now.”

“But why not now?” I ask, sitting up.

“ Just enjoy the moment,” you say, sitting up with me and facing me, grabbing my face and pulling it closer to yours. Your lips draw near, and just before ours meet, I wake up.

The End

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