AT NIGHT
My bedroom,as I drift.

Every night,Jack is with me.
He lies down on his side, lengthwise on my bed,and props his head on my pillow. I mirrow his position. He places his hand over mine. I see it,but I don't feel it.We discovered long ago that we can't touch,even in our dreams. I am as much of a ghost to him as he is to me. We are a breath away-and a world apart-from each other.
He doesn't know where he goes when he's not with me.He doesn't think he exists anymore,except for in my dreams.
I think he is right.And I tell him to hang on.I will never stop dreaming of him.
I will find him.

Auteur: Brodi Ashton

<b>AT NIGHT</b><br /><i>My bedroom,as I drift.<br /><br />Every night,Jack is with me.<br />He lies down on his side, lengthwise on my bed,and props his head on my pillow. I mirrow his position. He places his hand over mine. I see it,but I don't feel it.We discovered long ago that we can't touch,even in our dreams. I am as much of a ghost to him as he is to me. We are a breath away-and a world apart-from each other.<br />He doesn't know where he goes when he's not with me.He doesn't think he exists anymore,except for in my dreams.<br />I think he is right.And I tell him to hang on.I will never stop dreaming of him.<br />I will find him.</i> - Brodi Ashton



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