Dreaming of You

Sometimes I wake up and think of you and realize you were in my dream. The dream seems so real that I reach out to embrace you.

Sometimes I am sure you are here, but I am unable to find you. It feels too real for it to have been a dream, and if it was I am upset that I am awake and you are not here with me.

I lie back and the sadness sweeps over my soul and the longing won’t leave me alone.

I fall back to sleep and awaken once more to the realization that I didn’t dream of you again, and I feel disappointed.

I get out of bed and walk to the window. It is a perfect day except that you are not here, and so I await the night and long for another seductive dream.

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