I dreamt last night that you were driving around the city, the way you always do when you're sad and thoughts become too much to handle.
And somehow you end up in front of my house. Everything looks exactly as you left it.
Suddenly, the memories come flooding back. My smile that lit up my face every time you kissed me all over. My terrible laugh that you always teased me about but loved. Before you know it you're standing in front of the door with the hidden key my mom hid in the flower pot, in your hand. With uneven breaths you open the door and walk the path engraved in your mind to my room. The tears start to fall as you crawl into bed, holding me as close as possible.
No words are spoken but we both know exactly what the others thinking.
I dreamt last night you came back.
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Romancefour short stories based on *past* real events (and added poem at the end). To clarify, this is a rewritten story from 2017. Contains small amount of swear words. for Mature readers.
