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Yesterday morning I dreamt about you. Yea, you read that right: morning. That's because I don't go to sleep until after 4.30 a.m in the morning on my days-off. I took a sleeping pill to ease my way to it. And only recently that I started having these dark circles under my eyes. I looked horrible.
So in my dream we were back to being highschool students, I think. I don't remember much about the storyline but I remember we were cycling together side by side and held hands. *cue in: Copeland's "To Be Happy Now"*:
"In the moments before time starts moving backward,
I will feel her hand in the palm of mine.
And the cities will return to the field of flowers..."
Cheesy, right? But that got me thinking. Dear God, when was the last time we're alone just by both of ourselves, laughing, talking about nonsense, crying in silent, or just be there and not even saying a single word? It's...scary, that I don't remember when.