I want to lay my face in your hands
And close my eyes.
Your hands - those thick and strong hands.
So much bigger than mine.
I miss your face so much.
How I long to touch you - because I never have.
And never will.
Not in this lifetime.
So... I want to believe that parallel universes do exist.
And just may be in one of them, I do get to touch you.
You never showed any signs but I'd just humour myself - I'd believe you want the same things as me.
So, I dream of a parallel universe with you and me in it - together.