I dreamt of you last night again. I can't remember what we were talking about, but the way you look at me, it's as though you were looking right through me, etching yourself on my memory, melting every single bone in my body. I hate to admit, but it seems like i still have a weakness for you. Sometimes, i wish i could be stronger and put myself up higher. Alas, i am a weakling, tormented by thoughts of you. I wonder if you're residing in a corner of my brain, visiting my dreams occasionally, momentarily yet vivid.
-xxxxxx
