I had a dream about you. You were a finger food salesman and I was a man with no fingers who sold wearable silverware called Silverwear. Through a hand gesture you indicated you were number one and then you tried stabbing me with your index finger. Then I insulted your grandma and stabbed you with my eating utensil. What I did was wrongI should never have insulted your grandma.

I had a dream about you. No words were exchanged but we spoke with our eyes. My eyes said I love you while your eyes told me Im asleep. You always were more romantic than me.