Truer Than Fiction

I found you in my bed one morning. When I came out of the bathroom, you were fast asleep. I just stood there and stared at you for a minute. I made sure to blink a few times just to make sure you were real. I tried to take a picture of you so I would always have this memory but it was too dark and the flash would’ve woken you up. It was probably for the best, taking pictures of people sleeping is kind of creepy, isn’t it?  It’s not like I needed the picture to remember you anyway.

I found you in my dream one night. There was no beginning nor end, just us conversing about nothing in particular. Yet it brought such joy to my heart. I woke up with a smile on my face. Surely I had lost my mind. It was just a dream.

I found you in my thoughts one sunny afternoon. I was petting the dog and Coltrane came on Pandora. We hadn’t even begun but I could already picture a life with you. Lazy Sundays with you, the dog, and Coltrane on Pandora, and life would be wonderfully perfect.

I lied. I find you in my thoughts all the time.

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