We Dreamers
Few people understand me as much as a certain few understand me.
A handful, really.
And although I’ve never, ever even met one of these souls,
a bit of mine, belongs to him.
For. Sure.
As for the other one …
oooooh, the other one …
He declared, back in January,
& just like that,
bam,
we were soooooo going.
And as I sit here on the Monday after a spectacular weekend, I’m trying easily, but rather desperately, to capture the awesomeness of spending my Saturday with two somebodies who just get.
Get me.
Get THIS.
My heart goes to pure mush, thinking about it.
♥
Lucky for me though,
lucky for us,
Barry knows best.
& as I listen, again and again, to the most perfect lyrics, I especially highlight
for Don.
My hair guy.
My friend.
Together, we’ve seen Barry three times now, each, believing it might be the last.
This time, I’m pretty sure it is.
So, when our every-ones genuinely ask and wonder
you and I will forever realize, acknowledge and know, the absolute treasure we shared.
I’m sure I’ve told you one too many times, destiny did her part in crossing our paths.
And as I appreciate that moment more than words can say, I emphasize
to you,
to Barry …
♥ 🙂 ♥