My subconscious isn’t giving up on you so neither will I
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.
@gidgetsallgrownup









