Dreams || e.d./g.d

Chapter 28

This will be the LAST chapter of Dreams. I'm sad it's already the last one but anyways. I hope you enjoyed this story so far. If you did feel free to comment, share, DM me so we can be friends, I don't know, whatever. Or just do nothing, whatever you wanna do :) Here's chapter 28, enjoy :) x

A year later, we got married, just 5 months after our daughter Lily Rose was born. I've never been happier and more in love. But what is love? Love is a feeling, impossible to describe. How do you know you love someone? Well, let me tell you about the love I felt for Ethan.

How did I realize I loved him? I don't know. I think it was the day I missed him for the first time. He went to visit his family and I couldn't come with him because I had to work. The whole 2 weeks he was gone, I felt like crap. Alone and barely able to sleep at night. I missed his laugh, the hugs he gave me every day, the kisses, the cuddles, the way he smelled after the sweatshirt he gave me didn't smell like him anymore. I just f*cking missed everything about him.

How did that love feel? Well, pretty damn amazing. He was my happiness, the air in my lungs, my light in the darkness. It felt like a hot cup of coffee on a cold early morning. Like a rainy day you spend at home, cuddled up and binge watching your favorite show. Like the first day in winter you go out and there's snow. Like wearing your favorite shirt. Like eating your favorite food. Like getting into bed after a long day, but still having a smile on your face. Like a hot bath when you've been freezing. Like spending a day doing something that makes you feel freaking amazing and happy. Like waking up by the smell of fresh coffee and breakfast. Like buying something you love that you wanted for a long time. Like putting on fresh clothes that smell like your favorite scent. Vanilla or flowers, maybe lemon or cinnamon. Like smelling your hair after taking a shower. Like feeling happy when you look in the mirror. Like you felt on Christmas Eve when you were a little kid. Like taking off your bra after a long day. Like you can finally breathe. Like home. Like the best feeling you can ever imagine. Wait, no. Not really. Because you can never imagine how such a strong love feels. Even if you tried, it wouldn't even be close to what it really feels like.

Does true love last forever? Of course it does, and don't think I'm just trying to make you feel good because I know it lasts forever. And it hurts a lot to know that.

When our second daughter Lily Rose was 15 years old and Skylar Grace was almost 18, Ethan and Lily were on their way to soccer practice. She loved sports just like her dad. They were having a good time and spent some quality time together on days like that. I loved seeing them happy together. Skylar was always a mommy's girl while Lily loved her dad more than anything. But that day, was the last day they were able to spend time together. On September 19th, their car was hit by a truck on their way back home from soccer practice. Lily survived but was in a coma for 6 months and didn't remember anything about her life, herself or anything else after waking up. She didn't remember Ethan, Skylar or me. It broke me every damn day to see her not remembering anything. After 7 long years, her memory came back. And Ethan. He died 3 days after the accident in the hospital. That was the worst day of my life. It broke me and our kids, I've never felt something worse and neither did Skylar or Lily. On September 22nd, I lost my happiness and the light in my darkness. I didn't know what I was going to do. How I'd be able to live after it. Now, 40 years later, I'm okay. Not fine or happy, but okay. I'll never find happiness again, I know that. I've been waking up every night with tears streaming down my face ever since my husband left us and died in a painful way. I've never found love again because the love I felt for him never faded and never will. I never got over it and I never will. Skylar and Lily were fine, they both started their own family and were happy. They missed their dad a lot though and we talked about him all the time but they were happy with their own husbands and kids, which made me happy for them. Even though my kids made me happy all the time, I felt empty. Constantly in pain. Alone. My heart was broken and no one was ever able to fix it.

10 years later, Luna Dolan died, finally able to see her husband again.. The day she died, she said "I'm on my way baby"..

Wow. I don't know if I like this chapter or not and I'm sorry there's no happy ending but I guess happy endings are boring anyways so.. I'm really sad that Dreams is over already, I feel like letting my baby go. It hurts but everything has to end at some point. I love every single person that helped me write this and actually read Dreams. Special thanks to my best friend Anna for being my inspiration, I love you <3 I hope you enjoyed Dreams and that you're having a good day today, tomorrow and on any other day :) x I'm also sorry that it's a little shorter than the other ones were :(