I can’t get you out of my dreams.
I start thinking
I’ll be okay without you…
And then I dream about you.

I dream about searching for you.
I dream about holding you.
I dream about just being with you.

Then I wake up.

And you’re not here.

So I grieve again…
I begin to work on myself again…
I start feeling better again…
And then it just all fucking repeats.