Somehow, I do not think this needs an explanation, as it seems to be pretty self evident what I was thinking, and of whom I was thinking.


Sitting here,
Drinking tea,
Thinking of you,
Thinking of us sitting here
on that first night.
The things we said,
The dreams we had.
Who would have thought that
That very day…
was the first day
Of the rest of our lives together?

©Loly Mireles

27 April 2011