I had a dream about you today. I walked towards you and we hugged each other. Tight. You said you missed me. I replied goodbye, in the saddest tone. I kissed your forehead and I hugged you tight. Tighter. Like consciously staying in my dream because I know it might be the last time.

I woke up and had a terrible feeling of longing. But the funny thing is I don’t exactly know now what I am still longing for.

Sigh.