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I don’t dream, remember? My heart lunges in my chest when my phone vibrates with a reply. Aiden I’ll dream for the both of us. The memory hits me out of nowhere. “I don’t remember my dreams,” I tell the boy with grey eyes. He pinches my cheek. “I’ll dream for the both of us.” “Promise?” “Promise, Elsa.”
“There hasn’t been a day where I haven’t thought about you. Every time I manage to sleep, I dream of you. You were my obsession since we were kids, but now it’s way fucking worse. I don’t know how I managed to spend eight years without you in my life when now I suffocate if I don’t see you for hours.”
“Choose me, Elsa. Choose us.”
Maybe there’ll come a day where I don’t need her as much as I need air. There will come a day when I wake up in the morning and the first thought won’t be about her. Though, I doubt it. That day will only come with death.
