“When its daytime my thoughts are full of imaganiations and fantasies of you and I. My eyes only see you; my hands can only write your name and when its night the same thing happens. My thoughts come to life and turn into my dreams where you and I are no more far apart but so very close that we can hear each other breath; my eyes look closely and memorises the dream for when I awake and my hands are no more writing your name. When its night my hands are always close to yours in my dreams. Each passing day goes in the same cycle; its like am stuck on replay. I miss you so very much my love”
