the pause

Is late here. Not sleep yet, just finish an order cake. I didnt take any order for almost a week. Because I got sick. And I didnt take many order because I am not well enough. What my dream is doing this time ? Is he remaining of me aslike I am doing rite now ? Is he missing me aslike I am feeling ritte now ? Maybe he is not. I am wondering he is beside me. Want him as always. And I dont know why I am crying, all the moments with him just come in mind which maybe cant repeat. He is my dream, but I feel he already too far to know.

I still cant sleep. The fever at night usually higher than in day. But I think the temperature not as high as yesterday, maybe around 38°c somehow make me so not comfort. The throat feels so dry, dizzy and hard to sleep well. I am trying to sleep. My dream, what are you doing this time ? Is everything fine ? I really shouldnt  need to worry, he is a big boy already a man. But I still worry about him since I know him. Good night my dream, be fine there. Come in dream tonight. Hug me then, you will find what I cant say in words.