March 12th, 2019

droplets of water softly kissed the windshield, a smattering of gleaming jewels glittering against the pale grey sky. i slumped in my seat, head lazily thrown back, arm slung over daniel’s as he navigated the grey streets. my stare lingered on him, then rolled over our surroundings. an overwhelming contentment settled in my chest, then bloomed outwards, traveling through my veins in all directions to fill me to brimming with life’s blood: raw emotion. i pictured again the future home we had just added to with our words, now painting in the addition of a greenhouse in my mind. right next to the chicken coop, it was lit up with twinkling lights, inviting--no, drawing--me in. alluring me with the smell of life, i let the imaginary sweet tang of earth and greens tickle my nose. i walked through flitting butterfly wings to find the center, holding a wide farm table set for company. beautiful linens, heavy pottery, and fresh cut flowers littered its surface. i withdrew from the scene and back into reality suddenly, again turning to look at the face of my lover. a gentle smile caressed my lips. the heaviness of utter contentment weighed on my chest, like a weighted blanket easing my anxieties. life with him would be so beautiful. it was already so beautiful. i knew we would build everything i’d ever wanted someday; as i grasped his hand in mine, rolling my thumb over the strength and gentleness that lived in those fingers, i knew i held already everything i had ever dreamed of and more. i let the daydreams flutter away, now fully present and more awake for our ride towards an afternoon for just the two of us. i carefully bookmarked and tucked the moment into my memory, stashing it with the ones to come back to when we are older and greyer rocking on our porch, observing the chickens roaming our yard, and smile over a life well lived.