I dreamt with you

And such was my surprise, of seeing you

After all this time 

That even my consciousness stood still

In my dream we were together but my soul stopped

To stare at you mid dream, to contemplate you in front of me

You talked like if it was any other day, but I, I went to touch your head, your face I pierced my eyes into every inch of you

Even in my dreams you couldn’t look at my eyes.

The joy to have you, the emotion of seeing you woke me up.

My heart was beating fast and I was sad that I could no longer see you, hold you, touch you. It was like a projection of you 

All your walls, distance, emotions, feelings or hard feelings didn’t exist

I just had your beautiful being in front of me it felt like a gift but when I woke up, you are buried in the past again.

Is it only me? It this one sided? These days I made a sense that you were very bad for me. That I gave too much of myself to you, for you. For my love to you. 

You ignited my purpose for TheraApp. My inability to help you made me see a world like this can’t dim down beautiful souls like yours. My attachment style suffered too much cause that was the only way I had learned to love. And your depression took you away from me. Our bad mental health took the worse of us. 

I will never know your truth. But me, I truly fell in love

What matters the most is that you are at peace and let yourself be happy. I don’t care if other hands touch your face or kiss your forehead, as long as you live your best life.

But for some reason it hurts so darn much.