I was awake and at work when you decided to walk out. There would never be another ‘good night’ or another ‘good morning.’ I’ve seen you over the years as we grew as people as we grew further apart.
You looked well. You seemed well. If I saw myself through your eyes would I think the same of me.
I had a dream last night, you were in it. We were in it. You and I were ‘we’ again.
We were happy.
We were together.
We had done so much in the last few years.
We had planned so much for the next few years.
We were happy, I was dreaming…
Then came a loud knock on my bedroom door.