You were just resting your head on my chest sleeping. I was thinking that I could have died right then. I think what that means is that at that exact moment in time nothing else in the world mattered. I was in complete joy and bliss. It is like a dream when everything makes sense, even if it is a little off kilter.
When your head is on my chest that is my dream. I know that the world will creep in and the dream will fade, but for that moment it is as right as it could be.
I don’t think that there was ever a question if I would come see you. If there is a chance to wake up next to you how could I not come.
You are right next to me, naked laying in bed and I am writing to you. Why? Because I want you to always remember that you are the dream that I crave.