Off late I seem to dream about you a lot. And I keep looking at random people hoping that it would be you. I know I am a fool. How else could I explain this incessant need/drive/expectation that I have? Feel like I could stumble upon you unaware any moment now. Even when I know for sure that you are so far far away..
Sometimes, I am amazed by my heart’s capacity to blur reality into a hazy, mystical place of possibilities.
But mostly I am thankful.
For in that place you are in my arms.
Emotionally fooled but yours,