I had a dream about you last night. It was refreshing to see you smile again. To feel that special connection we had once again communicated through something as simple as a smile was needed, for me. I hope you’re doing well and life is treating you fantastically.
i had a dream about You the other night. You were renting out a room in a restaurant that used to be a house.. If you’ve ever been to Thai House in Danville, then it’d be very similar to that.
The conversation between Us was mundane and irrelevant. Regular conversation that any Couple would have on a slightly cloudy afternoon. Your landlord, the older Chinese lady that owned the restaurant kept banging on Your door and yelling at You to come eat. We exchanged some amusing words about her that made Us both giggle.
i asked, “Why do You live in a place like this?” and You mentioned how You just like living there. i was half leaning half sitting against the desk in Your cramped room and You were futzing around with some items in the nearby corner.
From the beginning of the dream up until this point everything seemed realistic. i shifted my line of vision between You and the window multiple times and everything stayed the same. You eventually made Your way to the bed to lie down. You slid under the covers and positioned Yourself so We were facing each other.
You raised the blanket up in an inviting manner and asked me if i was gonna come join you. i smiled at You in a way that assured You that “of course i will come join You…” i eased in right next to You and buried my face into Your neck and collarbone. You laughed that sweet laugh that made me feel at home. For the first time in many weeks, I felt at ease. I felt comfort. I felt I belonged.
These are things that i haven’t felt while LIVING and AWAKE in a long time yet here i am feeling these things while my eyes are closed. In my dream, I thought to myself, “This feels good.” Right then and there things started becoming “dream-like”.
i looked out the window to make sure i saw the same things from earlier and instead of a field it became an urban landscape. Your closet door became an exit to the building. The door leading to the restaurant turned into a door leading down to the porch because all of a sudden we were on the second floor. In my dream i said to myself, “This is a dream/i’m dreaming.”
i face You again and You gave me a knowing look. i was all of a sudden leaning/sitting against Your desk again and not wrapped in Your skinny ass arms. We kinda looked at each other and We both knew this would be the last time We’d see each other. The way We looked at each other communicated that every last gaze was a fleeting moment, but we knew it was something we had to cherish.
Your physical features started becoming blurry yet the bed you were on and the wall behind you were crystal-clear. Then you became a blur against a wall. In my dream i thought about you as though that moment that just happened was a beautiful moment i was reminiscing about from years before.
I slowly open my eyes to the real world and I ached to be back at ease. I ached to feel comfort. I ached to feel like I belonged. But I had to get to work and it was 7 minutes before my alarm was supposed to go off.
And so my day began like any other day. But unlike any other day, I knew I had to get back to that feeling I had when You were in my dream. That feeling I had when I had my face buried in Your neck, Your skinny ass arms wrapped around my head.
Whoever You may be, let it be known that I am looking for You.