I had a dream about her last night. She was beautiful. I love the way she hugs me. We were hesitant to touch or acknowledge the longing for it. I’m not sure what we did. I was doing my business. She was minding her own. I probably acted like I didn’t care. She didn’t really give me any reason to. We caught up. I did my thing. She’s not apart of my life. It doesn’t matter much.
But eventually we had to say our good bye’s. They are the best and worst. I wrapped my arms around her and she buried herself into my chest. I wanted to make it brief but there’s always that inclination to hold on just a second longer. I figured that the hug was long enough- I don’t like feeling clingy. She clenched my shirt as I pulled away. She didn’t want to let go- neither did I.  I grabbed and held her again, this time I meant it. I felt her squeeze me tight. I melted into her and let all other thoughts and feelings run free.  It felt good. Intimate. I brought her face close to mine and looked into her eyes. Like doors to her soul, they shown beautiful.  I could feel her heart, beating and pulsing. I could see all the imperfections that made her unique.  Her natural beauty radiated. I stroked her cheek with my finger. Our noses touched and tickled the other. We touched lips and paused. I felt her breathing slow and hesitate. Lips barely touching, I knew I wanted more- She wanted more. I felt a smile run over my face. She smiled. We couldn’t resist any longer. We kissed. Passionately. Slowly. And savored every moment we touched. Until we had to go. I had to go. She had to go. I have a life. She’s not apart of it. She has a life. I’m not apart of it. I’m not sure it’s meant to be that way but no one is ready to say otherwise. Not now. Not yet anyway. I’ll come for her when I’ve earned what it takes to have her, or something in just as high regard as her. Until then the satisfaction of working for it, or someone like it, will be my source of comfort. 

She was pretty tho. I loved her eyes. They were blue though. I’m not sure why. A marvelous blue. Like a blue sapphire that sparkles with dark and white shadows and shades of blue in between. I loved holding her. I loved feeling her breathe. The life I held was beautiful.