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I dreamed of you when I was a child. I looked for you in the stars, begging the falling ones to lead me to you. The world gave me lots of strange faces. They eventually became familiar. And eventually, they faded. A vicious cycle of strangeness. It was foolish for a child to search for something so big, so wonderful, and so brilliant so early in his life. Nevertheless, I ransacked my dreams for every memory I have of you. I met you in my dreams. And I made the stars promise me that we will meet again. This time, in my waking hours. We will meet again.

I am certain that when we do meet, my heart will jump like it has never before. Like nothing else matters. Just you, me, and my heart’s little jump. I am as certain of this as I am about you holding my hands on my deathbed. I will be the first to go for I am sure that I will not live a single day after you’ve gone. You will promise me that we will meet again in the afterlife. Heaven and hell be damned, we will meet again.

I’ve never seen your precious smile. I’ve never heard your beautiful voice. I’ve never challenged your elegant intellect. I’ve never experienced your infectious laughter. I’ve never spoken your name. I’ve never seen your face. In my dreams past, I’ve met you. Whenever I look into my future, I meet you. We have yet to meet in the tangible world, but we will meet again.

See you soon.