i was on his shoulders

when i told him i loved him

that i had for a while now

said i thought he should know.

the words came so perfectly,

surprising my tongue on their way out,

like i was telling him hello.

i don't remember what he said back

because, like most dreams,

it skipped through the hard parts.

and, when i was in that dream, it felt so perfect.

but, here in reality, it kind of stings.