Sometimes when I'm missing you so much, I close my eyes and I let my imagination takes over reality. Imagining what you're doing, wishing I was there to see it for myself, wishing I could tell you how proud I am of you. Imagining who you're talking to, wishing I could tell him to tell you that I miss you. Imagining what kind of scenery you're seeing, knowing how amazed you'd be while secretly wishing you have your little camera with you, and I'm wishing I was there with you to share your love for photography while sharing the same view with you. Imagining how tired you're feeling, wishing I could sing you some lullabies and let you fade away into your dreams.
Imagination and a thousand wishes. Arising after another thousand sunrises, I know I'll see you in some place where reality and dreams collide.
