Wish...

Perhaps in your darkest moments, in moments when you are lost and confused, you daydream... Daydream a lot.

I don't know why, sometimes when I am sitting and eating alone, or even when I am sitting next to mum as she sleeps, I dream someone suddenly calling my name. Again and again, the voice, a male and familiar voice calls my name until I turn around and see a familiar face. And my heart will suddenly race with the injection of a sudden boost of adrenaline and longing...

Will I break down and cry? Will I rush to hug him, touch his body and collapse into his embrace? I daydream and smile at the imagination conjured up in my head.

Whatever I do, it is all in my head...