Daydreaming

Looking out the kitchen window washing dishes, lost in thought and feeling free, remembering when life seemed a little simpler and when everyone and everything surrounded me.
I notice that the sun has started setting as the night begins to start to dim and I breathe a little deeper, just a little, as I focus on how I can take it in.
Suddenly I hear you asking whats for dinner? I look in your direction just to see that you’re not there, but I say out loud, I made your favorite dinner, grab a chair.
Our conversation starts with how’s your day going? I tell you how much I’ve been missing you, that it’s been hard sometimes and I can’t seem to just get through.
I feel you hold my hand, I close my eyes, I feel you touch my skin, I start to cry.
I tell you everything about my life and you just smile, you already know. You’ve been watching everything.
You reach your arms out and you pull me in.
I rest my head against you as you stroke my hair. I don’t want to be awoken from this daydream, I shut my eyes tighter as I start to feel a little lighter.
I breathe in the memory of your flavor. I savor every moment as I savor.
Stay for just a little longer as I plead, knowing this is only just a daydream.