Daydream

It is close to midnight, and I've just worked a long night. I come home to the house I own and my love greets me at the door with a smile and a hug. He has drawn me a bubble bath and put my penguin bath robe on the door. I hop in the tub, he sits on the toilet as if it were a chair, and we talk about eachother's day while I soak. By this time he has a job, and he works days while I work evenings. Our daughter of the feline species sneaks into the bathroom, meows as loud ad she can, and headbutts me. We all laugh.

He helps me out of the tub and wraps the robe around me, holding me close. We hug in silence for a minute until Yossie meows again. Laughing, I pick her up and carry her to the kitchen where I give her a treat and fix up a small snack for myself.

Sitting in our luxurious memory-foam bed, I eat my snack and we watch TV for a half an hour or so before it's time for bed. He kisses my forehead goodnight, I kiss him on the lips, and then we fall asleep in eachother's arms.

I wake up before him, and lie next to him for a couple minutes before I get up(and probably shoo Yossie off of my legs), run to the bathroom, and then cook us breakfast. It just finishes cooking by the time he wakes up. We eat at our brand new kitchen table, then he gets ready for work while I do some chores before my shift starts. When I come home this night, I'll have time to make us a nice dinner, and then we play a boardgame and maybe make love before bed. Each night ends differently, but it's always a happy ending.

I would give up most of my current life to be able to make this a reality in the next two years.

Haunted

You still haunt me everyday.
When I'm on tumblr, I see something
that reminds me of you.
When I'm at work, a customer
looking exactly like you
gets in my line.
When I listen to music,
somehow, somewhere,
I hear your voice.

I want to forget you so badly,
but the only way I can is if my brain
is damaged beyond compare.
Because you are in every memory.
You are in every dream, every sense,
every thought and every ounce of loneliness.

You haunt me worse than any crime,
any scar, any ghost.