I imagine our life or certain situations. And at some interesting moment I fall asleep... And if I'm lucky, these dreams will fly into a dream. And in the dream, as in reality, only slightly different, everything is the same: the same me, the same beloved you, and the same everyday life we lead. And in the morning, everything melts away, like a pre-dawn fog. The dream is gone, but the dream stays. She will come to me again only in the evening...

And throughout the morning and half of the day I will walk to work smiling. Just smile. My smile will be because of my most beloved one who was in my dream. It will be addressed to him, and let outsiders think I am smiling at them.

After work is over, I'll go home with my headphones in my ears, smiling again at passersby, remembering my night with him, my dream, us.

And in the evening... All evening we'll talk with you online, we'll discuss topics that have long been chewed up to pieces, and we'll get something new, something interesting out of those conversations. And between these lines there will be those three cherished and coveted words...

And let us now be very far apart in our bodies. Though we have seen each other's eyes in photos only, and it is unknown whether we will see each other's eyes live... But I know that his heart beats in unison with mine and all his thoughts during the day are occupied only with me. And no distance between us is not an obstacle.

We will talk until midnight. And I fall asleep. And he will write me off-line wishes for the most angelic night and call me his favorite beloved devil. I will already be asleep, and in my dreams he will hold my hand, and we will go with him to our favorite place, a deserted seashore, where it is very beautiful...

The minutes spent with him, even in dreams, are eternal and cannot be counted. They are much more beautiful and pleasant than the hours of reality without him. That's why every day since morning I look forward to the evening, to go back to sleep and dream again...