I'm with you. We're running. We're playing in the snow. We're laughing. Suddenly we're inside. We're warm. You reach out your arms and as I fall into them I wake up.
YOU ARE READING
Dreams
RandomDreams of love. Dreams of happiness. Dreams are a refuge from memories and thoughts of pain. Dreams fade. Dreams are unattainable. And Sleepers always wake up.
I ~ Dreaming
I'm with you. We're running. We're playing in the snow. We're laughing. Suddenly we're inside. We're warm. You reach out your arms and as I fall into them I wake up.
