confession #1

Sunday morning I had one of those dreams you get when you wake up too early and then fall back asleep.

It was my first sex dream in a long time. It was part of a longer dream.

It was with you.

And we didn't finish because he opened the door. He was looking down at something and I don't think he noticed.

Two of my closest friends have both said, separately, that I need closure from you, and that I can only give that closure to myself. I can't really ask for it from you.

God, though, after a dream like that, I don't want closure. Not yet. I will put it off until it's truly unbearable.