When you're dreaming with a broken heart, waking up is the hardest part
I dream about him almost every night. At first they were violent and terrible dreams, and in the moments between asleep and awake I would be so relieved that it was all a bad dream, but upon waking my heart would stop all over again. Now when I dream of him, I'm just so happy to see him, that I wake up feeling a little more whole and a little more at piece. And its nice, in a sad way, because I think its keeping me going.