This is literal. I had the most beautiful dream yesterday. I was at my childhood home and this long lost friend turned up and gave me a big hug. Which for strange reasons made my cry. She held my hands and we stayed like that for a really long time. In each others arms. She was cold. To the touch. Couldn’t feel her warmth. But I felt the most amazing love. Oozing out of every cell of hers. I remember her beautiful curled hair. I even touched it. It was real. And there was not even a small portion of lust. It was just love. Even after I woke up I could feel her with me. And the strangest thing is I can’t remember her name or anything related to her. The beautiful eyes are still looking at me and stirring up something great inside of me. I can touch her face, soft and inviting. Where did I lose her?
Conflicting thoughts
I have two conflicting thoughts at the same time. Most of the time.
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