The Last Time You Were in My Dream
It wasn’t anything romantic.
We were simply…there. Chatting. Laughing. Like we hadn’t missed a beat.
You wanted to know about my life, and I was curious about yours. In that dream, everything felt natural. Nothing was awkward. Nothing felt lost.
When I woke up, the details of our conversation slipped away. But the feeling? That lingered: so effortless.
And that sensation stuck with me longer than most real conversations ever do.
The Last Time I Let You Go
This moment wasn’t filled with drama. No tears. No background music.
Just a slow letting go. A soft sigh.
Not because I stopped caring.
But because some people leave impressions, not wounds. Because some stories are beautiful, even if they don’t wrap up the way you wished.
The last time I let you go wasn’t just a moment.
It was a decision.
And honestly, it felt like finding peace.
Author’s Note
This series is a blend of emotions—some lived, some imagined, and some stretched beyond reality. Call it nostalgia. Call it healing. Or maybe just a love letter to what could have been.
Regardless, it’s mine. And now, perhaps, it’s a little bit yours too.
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