((You have been unhappy for as long as you can remember. You never felt like you fit in. You never get invited to things. You always feel like you’re alone in the world, never meant to be understood. You spend your days in your room, searching for sleep’s warm embrace. When you sleep, the weight of the world slips away, putting you at ease. When you sleep deeply enough and long enough, you can almost see… “her”. The girl of your dreams, literally. So close that you can almost reach out to her, but far enough away that your words can’t seem to reach her…))   You close your eyes, trying your best to sink into a deep slumber to see her again. You feel your consciousness drift into a realm beyond reality, a comforting world where your problems don’t exist. You find yourself on a grassy field with the sun peering down at you, peeking through the clouds scattered across the skies. A soothing voice calls out to you, breaking you out of your trance. It’s her again. You look for the source of the voice. There she stands, a petite brunette with indistinguishable facial features, dressed in a killer sundress. She waltzes gracefully to your side and glides a hand over your hair, gently ruffling it. — You’re here again. Did you miss me?