I close my eyes and fall into my day dream, the same reoccurring day dream I have been thinking about for the past two weeks. My chest rises as I catch my breath and get caught in what I hope to experience with him.
And my thoughts drift off.
It’s actually sweet, really sweet. It starts with Danny picking me up for a date, all I know is that I can turn my brain off and be led, I lean into the leather seats and exhale a sigh of peace. The cars hum by us as we drive down the 5 freeway and gradually make our way to the 133 off Barranca Parkway.
Glancing over to my left, I steal a glance of his gaze ahead, his brows furrowed together focused on the road. Daniel catches my gaze and extends his right hand over the center console and intertwines our fingers and gives my hand a little squeeze, while the corners of his lips raise into a smile. I get lost in the crinkle of his eyelids and sparkle in his eyes, the comfort of his palm against mine, our breaths aligned.
I pick up my phone to send him a text of the unfolding of that day dream's events, desperate to share with him and soon have it be our reality. I open our messages and begin typing.
We go to the beach, specifically Laguna Beach. As you park the car and walk over to open my door, you help me down since I’m wearing a dress and you’re wearing a navy dress shirt with shorts.
You hold my hand and guide us through the sand to what looks like a picnic from a distance. As we approach closer, there’s a soft linen blanket covered with a wooden table filled with assorted snacks, flowers and decor. We sit side by side and lean against plush pillows eating grapes and strawberries when you tell me how much you’ve enjoyed getting to know one another and ask me to be your girlfriend. Overlooking the blue water and the sound of the crashing waves, as we lean in to kiss all we hear are each others heartbeats as I say yes on your lips.
That’s my dream, it’s cute, it’s sweet and with you and our picnic along PCH where we remember fondly of us after our hike driving on PCH with the windows down singing to Last Drive Down Main where I looked over at you and saw a sparkle in your eyes. Instantly, I’m pulled back to the present moment and look at you now on the sandy beach seated side by side on the white linen blanket, I gaze into your soft hazel eyes and see them illuminate and sparkle like fireworks on the Fourth of July.
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