You keep getting into my dreams.

Sometimes you pass through my thoughts but it's not like it's the same as before. The pain has been numbed enough. I haveaccepted things, i guess. But still somehow you get into my dreams, and your presence there makes me wish for the past times.

I miss you still, after... 2yrs+. But i'm not sure i want to embarass myself again the way i did before. I appreciate your gentleness and kindness about it, but... i don't think you'd appreciate it, and nor would i, anymore, at the moment...