I had a dream about you.
You were there, smiling—maybe laughing.
Maybe just sitting quietly beside me.

I wish I could tell you what happened.
But the truth is,
I don’t remember the details.
Not the place.
Not the words.
Not even how it ended.

But I do remember how it felt.
And that’s the magic part.

You were so lovely in my dream.
So full of light,
like you carried all the warm parts of the world with you.

And when I woke up,
even though you were gone,
that warmth stayed.
Right here.
In this chest.

That’s the best part of dreaming, isn’t it?
You don’t always get to keep the image.
But the feeling….
that part stays with you, ya?
Long after the night fades into morning.
Long after reality comes rushing back.

Yes…
I miss you.

But maybe that dream was just a quiet reminder:
that something beautiful once touched my life.
And even if only for a moment,
it was real to me.

So if you’re reading this,
missing someone,
remember
even a forgotten dream can carry a lasting warmth.
Even what fades can still leave you stronger.
And even if the memory slips,
the feeling is yours to keep.

Keep dreaming.
Keep loving.
Keep remembering the warmth.

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📍 Written during a quiet moment at Cigar Secret, Plaza Batai.

Where dreams, memories, and cigars all burn a little slower.

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