❝I missed you today. Between waking and sleeping, I thought of you.
We met somewhere inside an insomniac's dream, in a world so precarious ― it could crumble at any given time, folding at the slightest touch.
I wish I could have a day with you, where the sun never went past noon. Or a night, where the stars could go on forming their constellations; until the sky was filled with stories of how I loved you.
You once told me you had to bend time and space to be at my side. "But it would only be a moment," you had said.
"How long?" I asked.
But it was already over, long before the answer could leave your lips.❞