dream sequence

I finally had that dream about you. I can't dream about someone unless they are missing for awhile. It lets my mind rest, so that I can conjure up some kind of mental image of them. I guess it's my self conscious letting me know that I miss you. I thought it was all gone -- the false love -- but there we were picking out rings. A geode rock to sum our relationship -- ugly on the outside and beautiful on the inside. We were looking for just the right one, looping the corners of the glass counter over and over. You didn’t mind you said, anything for me. We were holding hands and I remember always looking at your reflection in the glass and smiling. Then the dog barks and it’s shattered.
 
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