When you break up with someone you love, the love doesn’t simply disappear. It still exists inside of you. Sometimes it rots and you purge it out. Sometimes it stays in your core, glowing every now and then when you think of that person.
I can’t stop dreaming about you. And it’s painful because I’ve been living my life just fine. It’s taken a long time to be where I am in this moment and it’s a good place to be. But then i’ll dream of you and I’ll wake up with a tightness in my chest. I hugged you last night in my dream, and you were so warm. You were bouncing around with happiness and it made me smile because I’d never seen you like that. Joyful. I wanted to stay in your warmth and I turned around and you were gone.
I woke up alone and feeling like it was just yesterday you left.