I had a dream this morning.
I am in the car, half asleep. Right next to me sits a man. There is music playing in the background. ever so softly, so quiet. my eyes are closed, my limbs are let loosed, every cells in me are savouring this moment of tranquility thats only calming. And there he's, watching me sleep. and den he reaches for my hand, clasps it. It feels good, and it feels right. the warmth of his fingers and mine.
And he's not you. I don't know what makes this dream. Was it the sushi from last night or the coldness of the fall.
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