Gosh, it sure is bright in here.
I don’t know where you are, but I can feel you. You’re so close, but why can’t I see you.
It’s getting cold, can you move a little closer to me and warm me up … please?
Ah, thank you … that feels so much better. It seems like it has been a couple of days since you last visited. I forgot to tell you last time how much I liked the new color of your hair.
Today, there isn’t much color in the room and I can’t tell what color your eyes are today. Must be because it is so bright in here.
Are we at your place or mine? There is something so different about today, it seems. I mean, I am used to you not talking by now, but my dreams are always so vivid, but not today.
Maybe it is just the warmth I feel when you are around, you know, how all my troubles disappear and you are all I see and feel.
I have still yet to figure out what keeps you here, or better yet, why you are always in my dreams … other than the overwhelming love I feel for you.
But, whatever the reason, I am glad at least I can see you here. You know, it’s been forever since I have seen your face, and I have kept on telling myself I should make it a point to see you … after all, tomorrow is promised to no one. But, I have your picture, so I look at it in my waking hours till I can see you in my dreams.
Wow, did you see that? It was a lion.
Oh, I know where we are … we’re at the zoo. Another trip down memory lane, I guess. I’d rather take this trip that be cooped up in that bright room.
We had fun that day, didn’t we?
I guess I spoke too soon … I am beginning to really dislike my room, but why is it so dim now? I would ask you to take my hand, but I’m afraid if I did that, you would disappear on me again.
But, at least I can see you now … you’re still every bit as beautiful as the day we met … and I have always been eternally grateful for every second, of every minute, of every hour, of every day, that we’ve been able to spend together.
If I had just one wish, I would wish a lifetime together with you … and I don’t mean in my dreams. And, you know I have never made a secret of my feelings about spending the rest of my life with you.
I know you do kind of find it hard to believe, but you see yourself so differently than I do … you see all the flaws, I see all the beautiful imperfections about you that pulled me in and gave me the chance to love you so much.
I am so glad you came into my life. You gave me the chance to love again. I told you when we first met that you were the last person I would ever love … and you were.
Still, you have not said anything to me.
Thinking back in the reaches of his mind, he remembered something she could not resist answering to, either out of habit or because she knew how he loved to hear her say it.
You are such a baby.
“I am not a baby,” she responded in the way she always did with her put-on whiny voice, innocently looking back at him with a pouty look on her face.
What, you said something! As a tear rolled down his face, he reached out to her … she was gone.