I had a dream about you last night, to be honest, its the first real one of us I’ve ever had. It was like nothing had changed, we were together, we were happy, we’re were just together. I woke up, and wanted you there. I’ve had to tell myself all day that, that was just a dream, because thats that. Doesn’t mean I didn’t want to fall so badly back to sleep and relive it for a while longer. It was just a dream. Doesn’t mean I didn’t burst into tears when I woke up. It was just a dream. I’m sorry everything had to change.
I hope it makes you feel good knowing how much I adored you.
Love. Nothing matters but love, in a relationship. Distance, money, time, or any other problems (problems out of my depth that I’ll be lucky to never been in that position to experience) get in the way between two lovers, two people in love, and it doesn’t matter because they have love; that’s all they need.
What happens when there is love? But, for some reason everything else does get in the way, does that mean that its not love in the first place? And when everything ends because of everything else, but there’s still love - whats the point? Whats the point of falling in love in the first place, if it doesn’t matter. If it doesn’t keep you together, then why? - You may say its ‘the journey’, its ‘lifes lesson.’ If I was religious, I would say ‘God is love.’ If love doesn’t matter…see where I’m going with this?
Sadly, my conclusion is, it has to be for me to be able to do this again….maybe it wasn’t love. But my God, (yes, ironic) it bloody feels like it.