RICHER

I only get on here ever so often to tell you, in the void, if you’re looking, that all I do is dream about you in the realest ways. I’ve never felt so close to you with my eyelids closed. I hate that I am in love with you in my late night journeys, when back in reality you were immature and cruel. Last night I dreamt that I melted into your lap and my whole body felt like glowing embers. I miss you. I also dreamt that I felt the tension to reconnect. It was so mutual that I sent you a text saying “hi” and you responded with a beautiful message about feeling me in your bones and on your skin. I feel there’s a deep soul within you that reaches out to me through my sleep and lives out the relationship your earthly body wasn’t capable of giving us. Are you having these dreams too? I so desperately want you. Just not the real you.