Despite your empty space, I feel good. All the doors I’d left swinging open, allowing the frigid draft to chill my bones, have been firmly closed, locked, double bolted, secured. My heart, my soul finally at peace. No more wishing or dreaming, only knowing and looking forward to the future, to our future. I don’t simply long to be held, I long to be wrapped in your arms, tucked into your safety. I thirst for nothing but your kiss, your taste, your love. It’s only a matter of letting time wind round the earth and allowing my mind to rest in your hands until your head is resting upon my pillow again.
The earth shifted weeks ago when I entered a new reality. Those tattered strands wove easily within yours and the world felt right for once. Dream of me as I do of you and perhaps we’ll collide in the plains of the unconscious, holding us over until we enter heaven again.
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