part I

This was some time back. Things were muddled then, but I still had you. 

I was in bed. Sound asleep, curled up as always. It was quiet, save the gentle breaths of slumber.

Then a rustle. I stirred from the sheets, a tiny stretch and I curled back in. Eyes closed, I frowned, pulling the covers up again. In the lazy subconciousness between wake and sleep, thinking to myself..

That dream.. What was that dream now?

I tried to recall.
It was hazy.
I remember how it felt.
I was confused.
But I found comfort in my own company,
the way I always do.
I could wait,
the way I always do.

What was that dream now?
Wait..
Was it..

And my eyes shot open.
I remembered.