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This is a sad one 🥺

Everything is so dark, the only light is coming from the sky. The moon and stars are so beautiful tonight. It makes the night even better that I'm getting to spend it with him. Looking next to me, I see Will lying there, his eyes glued to the sky. We've probably been laying here for hours just talking and enjoying each others company. These are my favorite kind of nights. No one but the two of us surrounded by nature.

My heart skips a beat as he reaches for my hand, lacing my fingers with his. Every touch always feels like the first with him. Never in my life have I ever felt a love like this before. Every star is shining so brightly and so beautifully. We never get to spend time like this together so this night is one I'll for sure cherish. It's the small moments like these that make it all worth it.

The stars shine just as brightly as his eyes. Maybe that's why I'm so mesmerized every time I look into his eyes. He makes me fall deeper in love with him everyday. I can't imagine a world without him in it. I don't want to.

"So beautiful," he whispers. My head turns to see he's staring at me.

"Me or the sky?" My eyebrow raises.

"You."

My heart melts and I'm so happy it's dark outside so he can't see the blush rising to my cheeks. I gently squeeze his hand, giving him a warm smile. "I love you." I say.

"I love you too." He replies. We enjoy the night under the stars until a yawn escapes my lips. He notices this and pulls me close to him. I hate for this night to end but I'm slowly starting to get tired.

"Maybe it's time for you to wake up." He says and I frown confused.

"What?" I ask. He turns to look at me.

"Wake up y/n." He says.

*End of dream*

My eyes open, my body quickly sitting up in bed. I look around the room confused, wondering what just happened. My heart broke realizing it was only a dream. That's the fifth one this week. It's been two months. Will has been gone for two months. The dreams are starting to feel real.

Taking in a deep breath, I head to the bathroom to wash my face, brush my teeth, and get ready for work. Today is going to be the same as the others since he left. Work, eat, sleep, and repeat. My days have started blending together and I'm losing track of the time.

When getting into work, I do my job, trying to avoid as much talk of how I've been as possible. By the end of my shift, I'm tired and sad. Just like yesterday, I head home, eat dinner, and crawl into bed. My eyes water looking at the photo of us on the nightstand. It's killing me.

"I wish you could be here. I miss you so much. I...I can't let you go and it's slowly killing me. So I have to remember everything because memories are all I've got left of you. I love you." My voice is weak as a tear rolls down my cheek.

"Goodnight Will."