I had a dream too: we met by coincidence at my diner's pavement. You were doing the usual- jogging- when you bumped into me after I was closing up; it was nighttime and it was beautiful with you around. I saw your face again and only then did I truly know how much I have missed you for the past few months that we haven't spoken in. I missed your laugh and your smile and your voice; I missed the way you temporarily loved me even when I thought it would last for much more than a moment. But that moment was gone, and so was everything else. But when I saw you, I could not help but smile. It took you a while to recognize me but that's okay, I can't blame you for never seeing me in person. I missed you so very much, and I hoped you would come back to me, tell me you're sorry and that you still want me in your life. I didn't know how difficult that was for you until I saw it for myself. We sat on the pavement in an empty street and had a conversation about what each one of us has missed for the last fleeting months and for the first time in a very long time, I didn't feel like a stranger to you. It wasn't real, but it was my dream. I wish you could understand.