Nov 13, 2011 09:12
I had a dream, finally. I dreamt he came back. Simple as that, I didn't ask any questions, he just found his way back.
A stranger began to help our team at a project. I avoided him because he was just too familiar until I was forced to help him cook. He said one word to me, one glance into my eyes and I knew it was really him. I leapt into his arms and that was it. He was back and we were together and it was remarkably perfect. We ran away together, flew off to I don't even know where. We were together and he was back and we were never going to let each go again. He came back.
I woke up alone--baby hangover ringing in my head. There was no Adam there to breathe in but I swear I felt him. At least I felt better for a brief moment.
Godfuckingdamnit I just miss him.