one more dream

Last night I dreamt of you. I cant remember what were we doing or where we were but I know I was minutes or even hours with you. I was probably telling you all the things I didnt before, you were relaxed and smiling. I wonder if our different heart or head languages kept us that appart.
I wonder who you are.
I wont forget my tears in your pillows and your pillows in my bed, your crazy drivings or those large amounts of food in the oddest places. I probably wont ever forget you.