Such a dream

few weeks ago I was getting everyone bored thinking about Jorge Mauricio Quinteros Mesa, ok if you weren't tired enough here I come again:D

I dreamed the best dream ever, for those of you that already know my relationship with Jorge, in my dream I was doing some kind of social work or hosp practice in a place that was like a monastery for Jehovah Witness with purple robes and stuff, well everytime we tried to go out people foud a new excuse to keep us inside well in the end we were in a place with waer and had to climb to get out, well I was trying when Jorge came and grab my hand and help me to climb a rock, I was sitted there as nervous as I used to be when this kind of things happen in real life *dreamy eyes* ok... er... ehem... well, I was there just feeling him behind me, his warm just few milimeters from me, not even touching me few friends were there too, we were talking about something, then I feel his lips on my neck, our friends smiled and run away, I was scared but tried hard not to run away too, he carressed my hair and my neck doing what he used to do smell my hair his breathe was.... oh... then I just jump away when he tried to touch me, saying that I had biochemistry class and run away he screamed " the last half hour I've been in heaven just like you" why? OH God Why even in my dreams I'm such a coward!!!
I just run regreting the fact of not run to him and kiss him once more....
please tell me that I'm not crazy? why I have to ddream with a guy that I've lost three years ago and lives like... a continent away??
I do miss you Jorge what can I do about it