If I had one night left to live, I would spend it with someone I really love.
I’d never let go of your hand. I’d slow dance with you. I’d lay under the stars and count them with you. I’d tell you story about each one.
I’d tell you everything about myself, from things I regret, to things I wish I could relive over and over again.
I’d run my fingers through your hair and kiss your cheek and forehead.
I would spend it with you.
Carefree, and happy.





