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I tried to cover my eyes from the sunlight coming from my window by nuzzling more into your brunet hair. I tried going back to sleep but I knew I couldn’t. I gave up and opened my eyes, blinking while they adjusted to the light. That was when I saw you.
I had to be dreaming. It had to be an illusion. There was no way you were there, sleeping comfy next to me.
You were cuddled to my side with your head in my shoulder. You had gone to bed in just your boxers, like me. So I could feel your soft, warm skin against mine. It felt nice. I had my arm under your head while the other had you pressed to me by the waist. Your brown eyes were closed and your face was relaxed. Beautiful.
I tighten my arms around you. I felt like in any time I would wake up and you would be away again. I couldn’t be that lucky to have you here, in my bed and not kilometers away.
I've had dreams like this before, always after our Skype calls. And every time it left me feeling more alone than before. And even though I knew our long-distance relationship was strong enough, sometimes I just felt so alone.
But this time it was different. There was something that told me it was real. This time you actually were there to fill the void and get rid of my loneliness. To make my dream come true.
Then I felt you stir in my arms, nuzzling your face in my chest to hide from the sun. I looked at you while you opened those beautiful brown eyes. You lazily took a hand out of the covers to rub the sleep away, letting out a little yawn. I couldn’t help but smile.
You looked at me and smiled back.
“Good morning Phil.”
“Good morning Dan”
I dreamt about you so many nights that even after almost 5 years together, every morning when I wake up thinks I'm still dreaming.