I would always dream of you.

Some nights you would smile and laugh with me, like nothing every past between us.

Other nights you’re cold and unforgiving to what I said…the words I regret.

And the most haunting nights are the ones I dream of you reaching out, standing outside my door, speaking the words I hold true in my heart:

_I love you. _

__

It’s from my restless dreams that the truth finally came to light—I am always hoping you’ll come to find that I miss you.

How I wish I could have the nerve to tell you.