I dreamed about her again last night. We were in a pool and we would talk for hours and hours until she would get impossibly closer to me. She touched my face and looked me in the eyes. “It’s okay”, she whispered, and I could smell her sweet breath on my face and I could feel the heat coming out of her body. As we got closer, my heart was beating inside my head and and my lungs were about to burst: I was where I had always wanted to be. Then we got interrupted. The dream went on and suddenly we were walking. There was a comfortable silence as we both thought about what had (almost) happened back in the pool. As I realized that she was leaving, I looked at her, sadness written all across my face. “Don’t worry, we have all the time in the world” she said and smiled, as a tear fell from my eye. I woke up alone in the darkness of my room. I was still crying. *** I also dre...
