I had a dream about you the other day. It was weird. We were sort of like a family, with a kid and stuff. I was confused but somehow happy.
It went on and on following us in our daily routine. I knew I was dreaming and that it was stupid to keep going but I wanted to know how it would be like if you hadn't left.
I didn't woke up until at one point in the dream, where we looked into each other's eyes, you reached out to take my hand. I stared at it and was starting to stretch my hand to reach yours, and then, I woke up.
If it's true that dreams are us in another universe, I hope they are happy.
