Unsent Letter #2

I still have dreams about you.

I saw you in a dream last night.

I remembered how much I loved the feeling of my face pressed against your broad, flat chest.

I remembered the warmth I felt while wrapped in your arms.

I remembered the feeling of your hand on mine.

I remembered the way you made me blush when you told me how much you liked me.

I remembered how you made me believe in a world of wonder.

I remembered how I hugged you goodbye that cold, dark, and dreary December night.

I wish I had kissed you goodbye on that fateful street corner instead.