I held Anna last night in my dream. She doesn’t say anything when we meet in the middle of the night ~ she doesn’t have to because the look on her face says it all.
Her arms always wrap tightly around my neck and she always squeezes me with her legs. We fit so perfectly together and we don’t let go until I wake up.
I hate waking up.
Until the next time she comes, I will cherish last nights squeeze.