The best night was yesterday. I never believed I could have summoned your soul that way. A long deep breath and our souls connected. Whether or not to believe in dreams, I don’t care. Whether you are real or not, I don’t care! I only want to hold on to the memories forever. The breath I drew with my head on your shoulder was that of satisfaction. Of peace. It was real. A real breath in the dream world. A real hug in the dream world. “A minute side-hug; wait a little longer” was all you said. That’s enough to hold on to.

I remember the days of secret visits to my dream world, I remember the races too. The laughter on your face, the peace of mind I awake with, and how I so wish It would be more than just souls visit to the dream world. How I so want it to be real.

Maybe it would be, someway, somehow.

And I would lean on your shoulder a little longer. Stare at those dark eyes of yours forever. Maybe.