Author unknown (№ 435330)

I just want to sleep with you in an embrace, sticking together like those two dumplings from one pack. Feel how you cling to my hand when you see that terrible dream in which you fall somewhere. Enjoy even the grumbling in your stomach, because we just ate ourselves in the same bed, like bastards, watching some nonsense from a laptop. Sleep together and feel how the usual perception stretched between fear of the future and longing for the past narrows down to a point here and now.