A/N: Thank you all so much for the reviews! I didn't expect so much so quickly, but thank you for everything! Anyways.
September 15, 1976
Dear Lily,
I chased you through an open field and streams of sunlight, the warm air wrapped gently around us, saccharine against our lips. We were shadows in the gold and purple hues of Evening, running barefoot through the cool grass, the past and future forgotten. I held you beneath leaves and apple trees, letting the wind whisper the secrets we never spoke, drinking in the sweet nectar of each other's silence. You closed your eyes with nothing left to breathe, a smile playing lightly on your features, drawing radiance. I moved to brush your lips with mine.
And then I woke up.
I have this same dream often and I keep hoping I won't wake up for once.
Love,
James
But honestly, thank your the continued support. I hope you all read and review!
-St. Walker