#author caivallon

“It’s Patrick’s barely audible sob that tears Jonathan from his awe. A sound of disbelief and thankfulness. A sound of pure elation and love that he can almost taste on his own tongue, a sound that he has to feel with his hands and so he pushes himself upright, brings his body closer, reaches for Patrick: every single bone in his body sighing with longing, with alleviation that he is able to touch him again. With the heartbreaking throbbing pain of six years without him in his chest and the unbelievable bliss that he can finally wipe them from his memory and recover from the dreadful emptiness that is life without Patrick.”

– I’m asleep dreaming that I’m awake wondering if I’m dreaming (and it’s the best dream I ever had), by Caivallon