We’re walking down the streets of San Francisco together, down Lombard Street, through Chinatown, down to Golden Gate Park. This is our favorite place to be. We are our happiest here. We come here a lot, especially at night, to lay down where the grass really is greener, and look at the stars, finding all constellations and making up a few of our own. But tonight, I’d rather look at her. She’s looks magnificent as always, but tonight, there’s a certain glow to her, almost as if she’s an angel. She looks so beautiful in her yellow sundress. I hate the color yellow. But on her, it’s my favorite color.
“You know what?” she asks, tucking her head into my chest.
“What?” I reply looking at the stars trying to find the constellation of Leo, the Lion. …show more content…
I know it sounds stupid, it is stupid, but I don’t care, it’s perfect.”
“It’s not stupid, “I say, “It’s the only thing I could ever want, Freckles.” I try and run my fingers through her thick honey colored hair, only to get trapped and tangled half way through.
“Sorry,” she giggles, “I was too lazy to brush my hair, I didn’t feel the need to, and I thought you wouldn’t mind.”
“I don’t,” I say managing to get my hand free, “I’m used to it by now.” I lean over to kiss her but the drop of rain fall stops me. Within seconds it starts pouring. To my surprise, it feels warm and comforting. But by the look on her face, she doesn’t feel so comfortable.
“What, it’s just a little rain!” I shout.
“Yeah, just a little!” she shouts back and leans in to kiss
“You know what?” she asks, tucking her head into my chest.
“What?” I reply looking at the stars trying to find the constellation of Leo, the Lion. …show more content…
I know it sounds stupid, it is stupid, but I don’t care, it’s perfect.”
“It’s not stupid, “I say, “It’s the only thing I could ever want, Freckles.” I try and run my fingers through her thick honey colored hair, only to get trapped and tangled half way through.
“Sorry,” she giggles, “I was too lazy to brush my hair, I didn’t feel the need to, and I thought you wouldn’t mind.”
“I don’t,” I say managing to get my hand free, “I’m used to it by now.” I lean over to kiss her but the drop of rain fall stops me. Within seconds it starts pouring. To my surprise, it feels warm and comforting. But by the look on her face, she doesn’t feel so comfortable.
“What, it’s just a little rain!” I shout.
“Yeah, just a little!” she shouts back and leans in to kiss