Last night I dreamed I was with you. It was only for a visit, we went to your school together and I sat in in your classes. I kept screwing up, and grew increasingly scared I was an embarassment to you; but you just shook your head, stayed patient with me. You were so loving and good to me; and it reminded me of how stupidly smitten and in love I am with you. And as such, I cannot wait for when I get to see you in person, enclose your hand in mine, kiss it's back and pull you close to hold you in my arms, at least for just a bit.









