I dreamed of you last night. In my dream, we were young again and we were fighting. I don't know what are fight was about but I told you if you wanted out of our marriage just tell me. I said this, but what I really wanted was for you to take me in your arms and tell me that you loved me. In my dream, you left the house and I didn't know where you were. You came home late and just went to bed. I must have been sleeping too because the next thing I remember you waking and getting out of bed. I fell back to sleep and awoke when I heard you in the kitchen. I walked in to talk to you, but then I woke up. That has been three hours ago that I woke, but the hurt is still in my heart as I type this. I just wanted to go back to sleep so I could be with you, even if we were not getting along. I just wanted to be with you.
I decided that perhaps that is why I can't see you or feel your presence. Perhaps it would just be too painful for me to have you so near, but not to be able to touch you.
I love you Danny. I miss you so much. I guess all will be as it is meant to be rather I want it or not.
I'll love you far beyond the 12th of never.