I rarely have dreams about people in my life. They’re usually distorted or shades that represent who they are - but never crystal clear. This dream though, I could see you. Magnificent, new, and full of confidence. And we reconciled for a brief moment. We talked and talked, sorting out the mistakes, pining at the one unasked question begging to be asked. When we finally arrived at the conclusion, you shut me out. The old, cold you had returned.
And for the first time in my life, I woke up sobbing uncontrollably.