Because of You
I dreamed of you again.
Not clearly.
Never clearly.
Never clearly.
Just the feeling of you beside me, the warmth of a hand I could almost reach, words I could not quite hear. When I woke, only one phrase remained.
Because of you.
I don’t know if it was something you said, something I wanted to hear, or something my mind invented so I would not forget. The rest disappeared the way dreams do.
But those words stayed.
And for a little while, they felt like enough.
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