Dream # who knows how many now

It was a tender dream. We were standing on the platform, waiting for a water ride. You were to my right. I leaned into you and closed my eyes. my face felt the warmth of your jacket and my shoulders felt your weight giving. I nestled closer to your neck, thinking you felt like home. Homesick for you I’ve been…and my heart swelled. We didn’t say anything but the words picked up a storm and battered me internally. I fought back the urge to say "I want us to get back together." The realization that we weren’t sunk in and I felt a twinge. Even my dream self is too aware… and as if to protect myself, the dream took a funny turn and somehow my phone ended up across the room and in the water. We laughed as I jumped into the water without hesitation to fetch it. I thought it was odd that my sneakers didn’t retain any water (thank you dream, wet shoes are no fun) but I found it and you helped me back up to the platform with a cheeky grin and twinkled eyes. And you never let go of my hand after that… 

I had another dream about you last night too. We were at a Mary J Blige concert and I didn’t know most of the songs (rightfully so, I really wouldn’t). Why She of all musicians entered my mind, I don’t know. We were having a good time though…that’s all that mattered. And then Mary took a turn for the worse on stage and collapsed. You didn’t hesitate to say you were a Doctor and the next thing I know, you’re running up there in a white coat to treat her. I was by your side and noticed I too, had a white coat on. You treated her (good job, you) and afterwards fans came up to us, gushing over how you saved her. You brushed it off as nothing but every now and then I could see a slight glimpse of satisfaction  in the corner of your mouth. And it made me smile all the more for you.