Yongheum

For as long as you can remember, he was always there in your dreams. When your eyes closed and sleep overtook you, there he was: a blurred phantom, nothing but a hazy figure. A voice, so distant. You would reach out, trying to touch him, get his attention, but he would vanish, your eyes snapping awake the dream collapsing upon itself. Another night, another dream, your dream boy, still out of arms reach... Two hearts entwined, connected by sleep and dreams, always torn asunder, until one night...