Dreaming

If I must dream in order to be with you, I should see it done as often and for as long as possible.

You, my first thought upon awakening and my final thought before slumber, not only command my waking mind but also my unconscious. Sometimes I awake with what feels like genuine memories of our reunion. It usually involves us wandering amongst a crowd, seeking one another. Neither of us even know that the other is near; these moments are simply representative of our normal state of being... longing for one another. I'll stop in my tracks, as if sensing your presence. I turn and see you standing there, stunned, with eyes welling up. I drop to my knees as you begin to approach. I am completely overtaken by emotions which elude description, both in number and in intensity.

You collapse into my arms and we embrace - this time appreciating the fragility of our union. There's nowhere I'd rather be. The background disappears and we remain there with everything we need. Each other.

I have this and similar dreams nightly. The image remains with me all through the day.

Sometimes I do things alone that I know you would have loved to do with me. I never said it was healthy, but it makes me feel closer to you. Some may say I'm living in a dream world, but that's the one you inhabit and there's nowhere else I'd rather be.