~completed~
What do you want to be Beatrice? I mean when you grow up." Tobias says, while we share our last moments together. We lay on the grass.
Two six year olds. Laying in our spot looking at the sky. I look over to him, into his sky blue eyes and smile.
"You know what. I want to be a frog. I never have to leave you. And I can jump so high I can touch the sky. And I'll be free. Oh everything would be amazing!"
He smiles at me and giggles. "I want to be a pig. Never have to leave you. AND I get to be as messy as I want!"
We both burst into laughter. I'm going to miss this. I hear my mother calling me and my eyes fill with tears.
"I'm going to miss you Toby!" I wrap my small arms around him and look into his chubby little face.
"I will miss you to, Trissy."