I feel your fingers touch my face while I sleep I felt you presents long ago You wait for me late in the night, alone on the corner. You've never shown yourself to me, I've asked you many times not to. You are my secret admirer, and I am your love. So long you have waited for me because I never come to you when you call. I am truly flattered, but I can not love you now.
Reason for writing:
I have a dream that occurs every once in a while, a dark figure is standing over me watching me while I sleep, waiting for me to ask him to show himself. I know it sounds kind of freaky but it's actually a heart warming dream, I wake up smiling.
Birth sign: Aquarius
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