I had a dream last night… and I didn’t fully remember it until… oh about thirty seconds ago. It was about Jack. I’ve had a lot of dreams about Jack in the past, but this one… um, it was very realistic. At the time, I reacted as if it was happening. I mean, I know you’ve all had dreams like this, right? There are dreams that as you’re dreaming them, you know they’re crazy or unreasonable. Then there are dreams that leave you wondering if they really did happen… didn’t they?
Sadly, I don’t remember the premise, the setting, or most of the dream. All I remember is walking with Jack, just taking a walk like we tend to do, and having him take my hand and tell me that he can’t stop thinking about me.
I’ve never had my hand held. That’s why I thought this was real, because the feeling was so… there. I can still remember my hand in his. It fit so perfectly. I can remember the look on his face, his heart in his eyes, and thinking “this is real… this is finally happening.”
I’ve always had dreams very similar to this… similar setting, similar feeling but… I could never see his face. Until now. It’s Jack.
