My love,
I saw you in my dream…
You looked so happy truly at peace
and for a moment, I believed that maybe, just maybe, happiness had found its way back to me too.
Your smile lit up everything around you,
and your presence… it wrapped around me like warmth I hadn’t felt in so long But suddenly, without warning… it ended The happiness shattered, not because of anything you did,but because it was just a dream and dreams don’t last.
I woke up reaching for you…for your voice, your touch, your warmth.
But all I found was silence.
No trace of you, not even in the air.
And yet, in that dream, I was truly happy.
Happier than I ever expected to be
so much that I didn’t even know I was capable of that kind of obsession.
Obsession with the way you looked at me,
with the softness in your laugh,
with the way just being near you felt like coming home Do you know what hurts the most?
That my mind keeps creating these scenes…
just to feel close to you again.I build conversations we’ll never have,moments that only exist in the space between sleep and waking.
Every time I see you — even in a dream —I fall in love all over again,and every time I lose you again,I fall apart a little more.
You still live in me.Even in your absence, even in silence, even in dreams…you are everywhere.
And I miss you in ways words still struggle to explain.