Summer's Sorrows

Later, I dreamed of you again. I dreamed that there was someone new by my side. He wasn’t like you, and he never could be. Then you appeared just then. I realized you always show up when my heart is just beginning to find peace, knocking me down without warning, over and over, until I’m utterly defeated. In my dreams, you disrupt my world in unpredictable yet strangely effective ways. It’s as if all the trials I’ve escaped across countless lifetimes have gathered on your shoulders. When I woke, I understood: no matter where the sky lies or where you are, if we don’t meet, my heart won’t ache.

I fell in love with you many years ago. Years later, I met you. And then.