#gidget writes

I had the best dream about you last night. I can’t remember it all, there was a lot that was weird about it, but, dreams are like that, right? What I do remember is not having to seek you out or chase after you. You came to me. You were looking for me. If I motioned for you to come sit next to me, you did. If we were supposed to split up then meet somewhere at a given time, you were there. Before I arrived. Your face lit up when you saw me. Not once did you see me as a distraction, or drag, or someone you barely knew. I made you feel good. We laughed, at each other, and together, at other amusing things. We had a ball. And even though I woke up somewhat suddenly, the dream was leading to more beautiful things, more smiles, and more love.

How did it happen What did she do to get you to notice her To want her To let her in when you shut everyone else out How did I mess this up What should I have done More makeup More tattoos Thinner, younger Closer Is that it She was there when I couldn’t be Just a phone call away She’s there whenever you need her If I were asking you this to your face Would it make a difference Would you choose me Or would you tell me again I’m just too much for you and you want me To leave you alone

I don’t know what to do with myself 

I can’t stop thinking about you 

I’m not sure if I want to 

hold out hope

Or give up

Somehow I don’t think 

I really have a choice in the matter