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i had this vivid dream about my ex last night. i can still feel her skin, each mole and imperfection, ghosting beneath my finger tips. the feeling has stayed with me all day. the feel of her.
when i awoke the strange part was not having the connection of smell and touch. there was no smell in my dream. even now i couldn't describe the way she smelled, but i know how intrinsic to my idea of her that smell was. it's like half a sentence, half a story. the absence haunts me as much as the lingering impression of her.
when i awoke the strange part was not having the connection of smell and touch. there was no smell in my dream. even now i couldn't describe the way she smelled, but i know how intrinsic to my idea of her that smell was. it's like half a sentence, half a story. the absence haunts me as much as the lingering impression of her.