Dream Catcher

I have at odd times, when the world is asleep and the stars awake, felt you beside me holding my hand. Yet I have not, in just as many a years, felt the simple comfort of human company as pleasing as the phantom of your thought.

And so I wonder if it is the world that has become unreal, or are you a little too real to me? 

~68 words~

Micro Tales – Fiction in a hundred words or less.

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