Dreaming...

So, I saw myself with you lastnight. No words were exchanged. You picked me up from a deserted place. Bags in hand, and we went to your place. We undressed, we showered, and we pampered. I put on a dress, you put on some nice slacks and a button up. We left your home, walking hand in hand. Occasional kisses were shared as we walked, and in that last kiss, the longest kiss, the sweetest one, my eyes fluttered open, and I felt the pressure on my cheeks as the smile spread across my face. I sighed, mad at myself for breaking up that blissful moment, but I was happy that I got to encounter you again in my dreams, it'll suffice until the moment comes that I have you close to me.

Been craving a boyfriend these past couple of days. I don't know if it had to do with Valentines Day. But I've been craving to be touched and held. To be wanted and cared for. I've been craving that relationship. Someone to go out and have fun with. Someone to kiss, someone to hug tight to.

Be with someone who knows what they have when they have you.