martes, 29 de mayo de 2018

Fantasy

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and I am so confused and sleepy that I am not able to  distinguish between reality and fantasy. But I love it, because those are the only moments that I currently get to be with you. You hold my hand and cuddle me until I feel better and I forget the nightmares I have had. You whisper softly in my ear that everything will be alright. You repeat it until I fall asleep again, thinking that you are by my side and that everything will actually be alright. And it ends up being alright.

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