in my dream, you held my hand and we walked between the rain drops.
it felt so real i smiled.
yet, well aware of my tendency to conjure beautiful dreams which simply does not exist in real life,
i let my smile fade.
the danger of dreaming too much,
not the first time.
but for that fleeting moment,
i was really happy, in a simple and warm way.
i was swept gently away,
away by my shoes.