For years all of the dreams ended the same way.
We'd be supremely happy. Blissfully happy. Then she'd leave. And I'd be sad.
There have been several different she's in my dreams over the years. There have been several reasons for her leaving. Usually she'd find somebody new. Somebody better. Sometimes she'd just up and leave. Just like that. And I'd be sad.
Now my dreams are different.
Now, when she leaves me in my dreams, I go after her.
Someday I might even catch her. Get her back.
Then I'll wake up happy for once, until I remember.
Until I remember that it was, after all, just a dream.