You used to put on romantic comedies at night. You’d watch for a few minutes, and they’d lull you to sleep. They always kept me awake, no matter how bad the plot and acting. I had to see them through.
Now, you’re gone, but I still watch the films, still let them guide me to sleep.
When I dream, I find you—no matter how improbable, we always wind up together before morning.
-Anon.