Tale about a distant love

“I had a dream about missing you.
In that dream, I missed you oh! So badly, I caught the next train.
I caught the next train to you, and as the gray distance was flying by, I thought of your eyes on me!
Of hearing your breath, and of all of you …

…and I realized how shocked you’d be to be surprised like this.
Without any warning, with no time to prepare!
And I was sure that you would not make love to me,
Being chased like this –
so, I fled the hemisphere!
Once I woke up.”

“Saying Hi when already on the train is a bit short notice”, my witch giggles into my face, as I stand in the middle of my bedroom, wearing a nightdress, one hand around my bag and not sure where to run and why exactly.

Published by Mistress Witch writes

About the historical horror of living. Drafting my witching novel. Chasing dark, forgotten and haunted tales.

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