[ WP ] `` You do n't want me to answer that , and you know it . ''

I'm standing in her room. How? Everything feels real. I touch the sheets on her bed. They are soft and the fragrance of detergent still resides in the threads. I hear the wooden floor creak as I make my way towards the bathroom. I get to spend more time with her! I get to see her amazing smile, hear her forceful laughter at my unfunny jokes, and sleep with my arms around her for one more night! I do n't have to leave her so soon. 
 
 I hear cars drive by from the window in her bathroom. I need to go. I need to see her. I need her to know how much I love her. How much I regret the times we did n't speak, how much I want to cook her dinner. How much I want to hug her until my arms become numb and we lie together in bed talking about our future when we will no longer be separated. 
 
 Am I dreaming?
