Thursday, August 23, 2012

Fiction....or is it.

I dreamt of you last night.  Or was it this morning?  Regardless, I dreamt.  And you were there.  And we were perfect.  Happy.  Content.  Together.  Everything we are not. 

Why can't we pretend to be in my dream.  And be perfect.  Happy.  Content.  And, most importantly, together. 

My hope of all hopes is that you dream of me.  And we are perfect.  Happy.  Content.  Together. 

Let's be what we are not.  Let's be dreams.

i miss you.

1 comment:

  1. Aw, I have felt this and had those dreams. Beautifully written.


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