Freaking Cuddly
Community Member
Feeling The Past
The quiet screams out to pierce into my soundless thoughts as I begin to fall asleep. They are but moving pictures mute by my shy withdrawal and driven by your lack of presence. I await outside the door of my dreams, hoping to see you walk through after my first courageous knock.

A second. A Third.

I'll step back and wait a while, now standing on the ground I was before I met you.