3:17 pm (10/30/2019)
Last night I dreamt of love.
I felt in love. Although I have no idea what it's actually like.
I remember a fine face but can no longer picture it.
I remember my hands combing through his soft locks.
I remember him holding me, like I've always wanted to be held.
I remember him holding my hand.
I remember trying to ask him a question but not actually asking it because I didn't know if he felt the same.
I remember him answering that he too thought about marrying me while squeezing my hand.
I remember us in bed cuddling like his arms were my home as mine were his.
I felt in love. Although I have no idea what it's like.
Last night I dreamt of love.
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For the Soul
PoesíaI like to believe this can be healing... Like chicken noodle soup for the soul. Read intro for a little more :) *This used to be published on my old account @alexxa21, but that account is no longer being used and this story will now be published h...
