Last night we were up brushing our teeth. Smiling, laughing, messing about. Your hair shone from the light of the bedside lamp, and your smile shone even brighter. Your hands on me and my hands on you. My eyes on you and your eyes on me. It was such a beautiful moment. Just us. Just you and me and toothpaste.
And then I woke up. And I had 10 seconds of happiness and love lingering through my sleepy head before I realised. It was just a dream. That ever since Tuesday, we are nothing more than a beautiful dream. That there's no more us. It's just me. Me and my dreams.