The Clock Is Ticking

I don't usually remember my dreams when I wake up, but for the past few early mornings I know when I awake that I have dreamed of you. I used to dream of you always when I was that young woman and you my older man. I love those memories of you. You remain very vividly in my heart as you were a big part of the woman I have become. I loved you deeply and can't shake the feeling that you are needing me. It's been years since I last saw you but you were with her and we couldn't catch up. You should know I'm back in the old neighborhood but won't be much longer.

Come. Come before I leave again. We are running out of time.