one (more) pathetic phone call,
and I am back in the misery business,
but it is true, I do miss knowing you.
I had a hotel dream that you were...
consider unblocking your blog
and just communicate with me in secret,
I'll still send you unsigned books.
I had a train dream that I was...
this feeling is called languishing,
and it's not bad or good,
but if you feel it, too, then meet me in the middle.
I had a hope dream that we were...
if not, no worries,
I have learned to live without
the love of my life.