Writing prompt #147: If you had one last moment with your favorite person in the world how would you spend it?
Vegas felt like you were there the entire time
In that empty seat of the car
Standing by our side whispering in our ear about what flower to pick in jardins
Blazing with us on Fremont as we saw all the shenanigans
Riding the 4 wheelers up the hills
Stuffing down all the crazy meals
But still if I had one last day with you
I would fly out the whole gang to Vegas
For that one big trip we never got to do
