I miss you...
I can't get a hold of you... In my dreams... In my life.

But I get ghosts of you following me around, invading my thoughts...

Conscious...
Unconsciously...

I am blessed with a curse.

You are everywhere near me,
Yet I can't enjoy the simple pleasures with you.

Like, touch you... And that, I find myself craving more than to breathe air or eat a meal.

Keep visiting my dreams, I don't know what would I do without you there.