Dreaming of You
I miss you alot. Everything we do, even those little pokes on facebook, make me happy for a good solid evening. I had a dream about you. We were lieing in bed, just talking. Then I looked at you and told you I had something I needed to tell you, something I had to get off my chest. We stared into each others eyes and I couldn't tell you anything, you started growing impatient with me, so you kissed my neck like you can, and turned me into instant pudding. Then I told you all the things I want to talk about with you know. After that I stared deeply into your eyes, you replied but but and I woke up. Everything felt so real. My days without you are getting harder, we have the same friends, my daughter always sees through me, and says, Dad you miss Kim. Then I have to leave the room for a moment. My family asks if i'm talking to you. My friends ask. Everyone is always asking me how we are doing. And everyone knows we aren't together. Except for my daughter. I'm just waiting it out, hoping things get easier for me, instead of harder. This blog helps, my other blog helps. But things seem to be getting harder.
