I hope I dream of you tonight.

Really, I do.

Because I just want to… be with you. Feel you next to me. Talk to you.

And… when you’re there in the dreams… you understand. You understand the things I could never say. You make it all right. You make it ok.

And in the dreams… everything is better. Not perfect, but better. You get the sense that there is a beginning, middle, and end. And every conflict will be resolved if I stay asleep long enough.

But I hope you’re there. I hope you’re there with me.

Ilogical.
Irrational.
Unfair.
Ridiculous.

But… I can’t help it.
God, I can’t.

I just… I hope I dream of you tonight.