Late night conversations

*ring ring ring...ring ring ring

"Hello, still up?"
"Yes" in a husky voice
"You want to sleep?"
"No, i wanna talk."

I used to love those late night conversations until the morning rises. Those never ending stories about nothing but means so much without any reason. All those deadly laughs every day that is worthy to remember. Every little jokes. Every single moment that includes you.

But with all the moments compressed and forgotten, there's only one scene that keeps on playing in my head, not every second but it's like it was meant for me to remember it and i guess the weather made me thought about it. This thought is like a train passing by to me randomly. 

In that very moment, that very second i was lying down, you were rolling over the sheets...