WeatherSystems

As I walked down the dimly lit hallway, I noticed a doorway ever so open. As I passed I could see the flickering of candlelight. Sensing to enter the room, I turned myself about.

In a dream was the room and you were there. From beginning to the end, it was a perfect moment. From the end backward to the beginning it was perfect moments worth reliving over and over again.

While we both have our dreams perhaps down different paths, you entered my space as I longed to enter yours. The doors of our lives are best left slightly ajar to welcome those that enter.