Dear reader the following post is just me trying to get some of my thoughts/emotions out of my mind, sorry in advance if it doesn’t make much sense:

I sit here waiting, waiting for the kiss. The kiss that my dreams keep saying over and over again that I am going to get.

The kiss to put the pieces back together. It’s not so much the sex or even the cuddles I crave, it’s the end to the tugging, the pulling of my soul to another.

To a person that I don’t know yet except of course for my dreams. In my dreams we’ve met and kissed millions of times.

I wake and one thing keeps being branded into my mind, heart, and soul,

FIND ME.

I know that after the kiss things won’t be perfect between us but he will be here. In my arms, his lips on mine. I will finally be able to ask,

What do you want with me?

This kiss.