Last night I had a dream about a little boy.
He was about 3 months old,
and had the most beautiful hazel/green eyes I'd ever seen.
His hair was a light shade of brown,
and his skin lighter than mine.
He looked just like his father,
and it made me weak in the knees.
In the dream, he was supposed to be my son.
and he smiled at me like we'd known each other since the beginning of time.
I hope that was your way of introducing yourself to me
because I was left madly in love, which I can't wait to show you.