We haven’t slept together the whole month of November. And I’m starting to dream about what it feels like when you hold me.

In between alarms this morning, some version of you came to me and woke me up. I could feel your body, yes. But I could even feel your Feelings.

I could feel the love, as cliché as that sounds.

The way you cradled my head and propped the pillow up behind me was so sweet. I suppose it’s not much different when you’re actually around.