I had the worst dream to date this morning/last night...
I'm not even going to put it down and hope I forget the details.

The funny thing... once I get back to sleep, I have one of the most pleasant dreams of you. We were lying down in bed, and I was holding you. You were happy and playful. Smiling like you did before... loving on me and loving when I loved on you.
The weird thing was that your parents were in another bed in the same room. It was as if we were in a hotel room with two queens.

Anyway... there we laid and there we laughed quietly so as not to wake them... smiled and kissed.
I remember how amazing it felt to hold you again. My heart was warm and at rest, but your skin was warmer; it was softer.
Amazing.

God, I miss that smile...

Then, of course, I woke up...
This is quite the ride.