I was dreaming of a storm.I
t was so powerful and I was so cold.
It was so real It felt the rain.
It did not last, I awoke to find myself on the floor on top of the
hot pink blanket that I was using.
The blanket was perfectly folded
on the floor. I still felt wet but wasn't.
I didn't feel right, even though it was
normal for me to sleep on top of a blanket on the floor and turn my fan on high.
I looked up and down, then leaned up,I turned,just a little
and there he was sitting there,
watching me sleep, cold and alone,in a storm.