Its all your fault .
You made me dream again.
I get home at around 4am and stagger into my room. I get undressed and slide into bed. The moment I curl up under the covers, I arrange my pillows around my body to make it feel like it did when I was wrapped in your arms. I fall asleep immedietly, not because Im tired, Im actually quiet awake, no, I fall asleep because I'm so incapable of doing anything else at that moment. I wake up twelve hours later and during the time of becoming completely aware of my surrounds, I swear that Im lying with you. The second I realise I'm not, I immedietly want to fall back into my dreams, back to where you are, back to were we are.
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