p.s.--

I love the conversations that we have in subtext. Those mysterious ones, where I don't know if you know that when I say I miss you what I really mean is more complicated than words. I don't know if what you say is what you mean, or what I mean, or something else. It never really was what we meant, when we said what we did. Or maybe it was more than we could imagine, what we felt when we said what we did.
When I say goodnight, I really hope you'll dream of me.





p.s. I hope that post was as confusing as what I feel.