dream
So I finally had a dream with you in it last night. We were moving your things, you and I. There were alot of people around I didn't know, but that wasn't really an important detail. We didn't talk about anything specific, but you were packing to move and I was helping you. We weren't fighting, but you did tease me about all the 'stuff' I had left in your house, and how I needed to take it now. It was almost like it was a space, a room that we both lived in at some point, the feeling was that the space had been 'ours'. I was putting the last of my things in my car, and I went in to make that final trip to look around to make sure that we weren't missing anything, and the room was empty, and it was ok. I woke up thinking about you but feeling calm. It's the first time I've woken up from sleep, thought about you, and not cried. Thank you. I know that you're ok - I just wish I could see your new place. Still missing you honey, but I know you gave me that last night to help me get through this. I love you.