longing takes over me tonight. it greets me with a kiss and keeps me coming back for more. pillows and stuffed animals turn into makeshift forms of you. anything to make it feel as though things are back to where i want them to be, anything to have the feeling of you holding me. the art of pretending is my hobby of the night.
i needed to indulge in the moment while it lasted.
the possibility of this happening again anytime soon was slim.
to hear your steady heartbeat in your ear again....
to have your hand clasping mine....
the soft vibrations in your voice....
the comfort of laying next to you....
i need to dream of you tonight. please.

