i had a dream about him last night. he and some other people had come to visit me. there were several people there. it was my house, but not my house.

they slept on the living room floor under lots of blankets. right next to the french doors. everyone had gotten up except for him, and i went in there. i laid down next to him, and we cuddled and stuff. i noticed the outlines of the muscles in his arms, and when he moved, i could see them move underneath his skin. it was beautiful. the skin on the inside of his arm was very pale. his hair was dark and softer than i thought it would be. his eyes weren't as green that day. they had more grey in them. we laughed about things, and i loved him. it was nice. when i woke up, i thought it had been real for a moment.