Well, you know those dreams? where they are so real! You can feel, taste, hear, etc. I ran into you in some store looking at baby clothes! Uh-oh. We talked, you were so pleasing and nice and soft and friendly; we kissed; (yup, everything was real) you accidentally dropped the sweater you were carrying-i took it over to you-you said thanks and we kissed again-you were with a bunch of people i didnt recognize-you then said why dont you call me>>and then, I woke up! SHIT! F! Man, what was that all about?!! I am again thinking all the reasons why I should not call you and then the only thing that sticks in my head is to call you.
Life is too short, each day has its messes, each day passes, and then you have only dreams. I guess what I am saying is that I let bygones be just that. Friendship, love, sharing, caring, is what each day is all about. I would hate for you to be swept off this earth and I didnt get the chance to see your eyes one more time. I hope you are truly in a life of happiness and where you want to truly be. That is all I wish>>that, and to see your eyes again.