In my dreams, my soul wanders and sometimes it bumps to yours and I guess you can call it crazy, but I think you are having the same dream as I do and when the sun rises and wakes us up, your mind forgets, but you feel this something inside and maybe it's your soul longing for mine.
Because to tell you the truth, I always get this kinds of feeling in the morning, when I look beside me, and see you're not here,