Better Days
She woke up laying in field, flowers around her, sitting up, she looked around seeing a old house with dirty windows, the skies where and impossible blue, clouds wisped across the air, she stood up, she noticed she was wearing white pants and shirt pure white like snow that lays fresh on the ground at winter. she walked to the house, she knew this house, she felt safe here. she opened the door, and inside was clean, a couch with it's springs popping out, a bed that was made up was against the wall, she walked into another room, a makeshift kitchen, she found herself smiling walking over to the sink, dishes where in the drainer neatly, a rose on the window seal in a glass vase. she heard the front door open and shut, she spun around a male figure standing there, a calm smile on his face, he held brown paper sacks full of food, he placed them down gently on the ground and she ran into his arms, he smiled more petting her hair telling her sweet nothings in her ears, she looked up to him, eyes tearing up, "i found you…"