Last night I woke up at 3:34 A.M., I was fighting back the tears, because I was having a hard time excepting that what I had just experienced in my dreams wasn’t real.
I remember very little of the actual content of my dream, but what I do remember vividly is that Anna decided to come back. I remember kissing her, it was real and I don’t care what anyone says, it was as real as the times we kissed in this reality that we live in. I remember just holding her, holding her and talking, and seeing her smile.
Then I woke up and she wasn’t there, she wasn’t in my arms, and I had no one to hold me and talk with me. That’s when my pain barrier burst and my chest was about to cave in. I tried to keep the tears back, but I couldn’t help it, my eyes because moist none the less.
I miss that smile and her kiss. I miss the moments when I could stare into her eyes and see beyond this life into something more. But all that I could stare into now was the darkness of an empty room, empty arms, empty eyes, empty heart and soul. She still has my heart and soul, but I’m trying to find the pieces that she left behind… and the ones I will never find, I will create a new.
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