've Been Dreaming

The coldness of the empty streets kept me thinking about how warm it is in your arms. Still, here I am, walking around with no certain destination, wondering and hoping that the good old days can come back. I've found a cozy place in the back of my head, where the bad thoughts can't come in and where I'm able to keep a safe distance of all that would hurt me, yet it's not always that I can reach such place. I've been dreaming a lot about a lot of things and, as unlikely it is, you're not one of them. That's probably good, but I still sleep with a notebook by my side, in case the right words come as dreams.