Dedicated to Miss Caitlin Elizabeth Du Bois. For a brighter and better future.
To red walls with lyrics and photographs. To us.

Picture perfect.

If life were a movie, we’d be the stars.

Can’t you see us running down the halls.

Hands held together, laughing hysterically at jokes.

Pushing each other forward, one step at a time.

A waltz around the room.

Remember when the rain came down and we sat together?

We day-dreamed out the window, pretending to pay attention.

Let’s push each other a little farther, can you touch your toes?

The snow came down in little flurries and we stayed inside.

Watching it fall, but that was okay, because we had each other for company.

You call me silently.

With prayers that I normally wouldn’t utter.

With our telekinetic powers that only exists between us.

A link, on a chain that is still unbroken, and will continue to grow.

We’re picture perfect.

A snapshot of reality.

A glimpse of fantasy.

A smile that won’t fade.

We hit the road again.

The highway spread before our fingertips.

Where should we go first?

Past a thousand diners, I can see the stars.

Nothing is black and white anymore, as we cross the country.

The boiling summers of Nevada, the blistering cold of Alaska.

The beautiful springs of Michigan, mixed with the brilliant autumns.

Time slows down, as if a wheel is spinning backwards.

Silent music plays, to others it's wisps of air, to us, it’s magic.

One step backwards, one step forward.

People think we are crazy, but we go on wishing.

We go on wanting, we go on hoping.

Smile for the camera.

We’re here, finally.

Together.

The night spreads out before us, as it dawns to day.

The stars spill into sunlight, and we wander the streets.

We walk the halls, we talk amicably.

Like old friends. Like best friends.

We know each other’s secrets.

Picture perfect.

I wish to capture this moment.

For a moment longer.

And never let it go,

Hoping it doesn’t float away.