The stuff
The stuff
"Such is the stuff that dreams are made of."
Watching you drive away is like a piece of my heart it driving off with you, cowboy. I can't stand when you leave. It reminds me of the first time you left me on BBM. When you got on your horse and rode on back to the sheep. Right after that first time in the tent.
Then we had that argument and you fell apart in my arms and then you drove off.
"No Ennis, no please don't. Don't go." I sob. Suddenly two hands wrap around me and I wake up to realize it had all been a bad dream. I smile and cuddle back into your warm, knowing we made a sweet life together.