Waking up I miss you again. My body remembers the weight of your arm wrapped around me but my mind knows it's not there. My dreams are still vivid, but as the day progresses I will forget about them. So today I'll write one down, while it still feels like it happened, like you were actually there.
It's only a short segment that is still clear, the rest has already blended out with the light sneaking in through my curtains. But there was a parking lot, a big empty parking lot. It was in the middle of the day and the sun stood high. I felt lonely and unsafe even though my eyes detected nothing to be afraid of. Then I ran from something, and I felt the panic as something grabbed me. But when I turned around, it was you. All bad feelings melted away like ice in the sun. Your face told me it was okay, that everything was gonna be alright. You always did that, spoke without saying anything, dream or no dream...
Then I was in your arms. You carried me like I was a damsel in distress from some silly fairy tale. But I didn't feel silly. I had my hand on your chest and leaned my face in the hollow of your neck. You smelled like you, even in my dream. I felt safe, and not so alone.
Somehow I feel like you dreamt it too. How can you not have, when it felt that real...?
Photo: Aubry Aragon
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