Today I dreamt about you.
You were in the bed, as we used to be. We layed for hours and hours, just talking, kissing and laughing.
In this dream, you were a little bit ill, and you were wearing glasses hahaha, so random. But I kissed your forehead, and you looked at me so tender, that my heart jumped out of my chest. Then, you whispered something, so low and sweet, I automatically smiled. You opened the sheets, for me to get in the bed with you, although I was wearing street clothes and shoes, and you were wearing a pajama. We cuddled, and we slept until I woke up.
You don't have an idea, how much I wanted this dream to be real and how much I miss you. My pollo.
