maelynslavik

“Haha, pretty crazy getting stuck, huh?”, Ben mentioned, trying to break the awkward ice.

“Yeah, haha.”, remarked Danny, quickly looking away from the uncomfortable outcome.

My friend's home is beautiful. 

It's got green walls with flowers all over. The floor is soft and plush. It's warm but only in summer, and it's too cold in winter. But my friend likes it just fine.

Sometimes I dream of you

Our future, our past, and us now

Usually I end up breaking apart 

Listening to your words

Making my world hell

And then I wake up

The truth floods back

Once, we met. 

My hair was up, and the world was coated with snow,

and you

 talked to me with wide blue eyes

and a slippery smile, easy to fall into.