Sometimes I feel like the main character in a Taylor Swift song. When I think of you — of us — I picture us slow dancing, barefoot in the living room. I’m wearing something flowey that sweeps the ground when you twirl me around. Sometimes you are in a suit and tie, other times you’re in your usual shorts and T-shirt. We laugh about nothing, an inside joke that all these years later leaves me breathless. It’s a moment that stretches on in my imagination forever because we are happy and everything makes sense. Our life is our own and we move and speak with a singular spirit. Because you are mine and I am yours.
Hidden Jules 