Thank you for visiting me last night. I only get to see you in my dreams, but every time I do, it's worth it. Every time I see you it brings a smile to my face. So thank you for coming to me when I am stressed with school, and letting me be happy and forget about it for just a little while. I don't know if it's possible to get closer to you in these dreams. I feel like I do things with you that I never did when you were alive, at least not when I was older.
I love getting to see you, and hear what I remember your voice to be, and listen to your laugh. I get to see your smile spread into laughter, making everyone just a little happier. I wish I could still see these things in real life. Dreams are so surreal, you know. Like at times they don't make sense. At points last night it was like things were in slow motion and I was watching an old home movie. And then at other times it was like I was actually there, sitting close to you and we were laughing and talking. It keeps things interesting I suppose.
It's these wonderful nights that make the hardest days, the hardest mornings. I wake up and I realize, that sadly, it was all just a dream. I realize that your not here and you haven't been here for over two years now. It still makes me just as sad. But I don't want you to stop visiting me! Don't mistake my words. Because all of the sadness I will feel in the next few hours, or for the next day, is worth getting to spend just those few moments with you while I sleep. So thank you for visiting me. I look forward to the next time.
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