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I had another dream about you. I don't know why.

I've been doing amazing since things ended between us.

But in the dream, I felt the way I did when we were together.

I felt alive, I felt free, I felt a million different things.

You kissed me. Saying you wanted me back.

I let you kiss me, desperately feeling the lips I've missed so much.

I don't know why I let you do this. I don't know why I let myself do it in the dream.

It probably meant nothing, but it was a
reflection of what I want to happen.

I want you to say that you regret breaking up with me, just shy of a year together.

I want you to apologize for cancelling on me so many times.

I want you to cry, but not in pain. I want you to cry in regret.

But I want you to take my face in your hands just like you used to, say the three words you said you didn't feel for me anymore.

Kiss me with the same passion we once had.
Hold me until neither of us hurt anymore.

Lately I've been noticing you glancing at me. Does it mean anything? Probably not.

You've been talking to me more than you have in a while. Does it mean anything? I don't know.

All I know is that I'm doing great. But in a deeper part of me knows I would take you back in a heartbeat if I can.