Damned dreams...

Even on the days when I find I've been able to push the thoughts, the memories and the reminders aside when they show themselves...I can't seem to escape the dreams.  I guess my heart won't be fooled into thinking I'm moving beyond you.  Even if I can temporarily fool my mind.

Almost every night you're there. Somehow.  Someway. 

Some nights I find myself tangled with you. Sheets strewn, pillows thrown out of the way, and the temperature in the room ten degrees hotter than every other room in the place.

Some nights I'm curled up on the couch with you, talking, laughing...happy.

And the dreams where I'm straddled across your lap, your hand tangled in my hair, the heat of your mouth on my neck leading to the back and forth of pulling your lip softly between my teeth and you returning the favor...those seem to be the ones I have the hardest time shaking from my head throughout the day.  Today is one of those days.