I’ve been dreaming about you second night in a row. To tell the truth, I have already forgotten about you. And here you are. Smiling, offering to help, speaking and trying to touch me. Why should people feel everything in their dreams like in real life? All the smells, touching, this strange feelings in their gut which make you fly and believe in life again...
I’ve never met you. Only seen the image which you show to all the others. Maybe it’s your true side, than I really appreciate that.
I’ve sent you the letter, maybe you have received it now, maybe your agent didn’t give it to you, maybe you are reading it now (oh my gosh).
May my dreams come true for god’s sake, once in life.









