Aurora Magazine 2018

My Thoughts and You

B R I T A N Y A . J O N E S

As I lay here, On my bed, My thoughts drift to you. As they get closer, I’m no longer laying on my bed. Now I’m sitting on a tall chair by a pool table, You’re standing there with a cue, Looking at me, With a smile on your face, I smile back. My thoughts change direction, Replaying a memory, Of us by the same pool table, Only surrounded by your friends. Again my thoughts change, This time to a dream, Something I wish to happen, But that I know won’t. I hear my name, Bringing me back, “Britany, it’s time to go.” My best friend, Standing in the doorway, Holding a bottle, And wearing workout clothes. I nod, Grab my bag and bottle,

And head to the gym. Hoping I can see you, Wishing you won’t be there, And praying you would.

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