Every time he is writing to her no one knows if he means it..
But every time Laura does that, it means so much to her.
All Laura needs - is to keep writing so he GETS it,
Somehow.
Maybe not from the start, but he might understand
After a while.
After a while.
Only one question Laura has to herself 'Why she can't say..
more,
more,
Sometimes'.
~
Next Summer
I will take the picnic blanket with the favorite cups for coffee
and I will come back
for a whole summer.
We will pick apples
and cycle.
Gaze to the same stars
like those summer nights before.
You will smell the same
because every summer you smell the same, just like apples.
..Next Summer
