99 Days Without You

Days 84 and 85

Day Eighty-Four:

I saw you in my dreams last night. You were on stage, which isn’t surprising because you had always told me that’s where you loved to be the most. You looked at me and smiled, beckoning me to come closer. When you took hold on my hands, it felt as if you were real… and I never wanted to let go. I never wanted the moment to end. Your mouth leaned down to brush against the shell of my ear, and I immediately felt the shivers running down my spine.

“Come with me.” You whispered, and pulled back only a short amount of time before crashing your lips against mine. It was the most perfect kiss I had ever had. Yet it wasn’t real. So when I woke up only to find you not there beside me, I began to cry.

Day Eighty-Five:

I ran into Eleanor today. She’s been doing well, not that that’s surprising. She had always been kind of selfish, and I can’t believe it took me this long to realize. She asked me how I was doing, though I doubt she could have cared less. Then, she began to talk about you. I couldn’t bear to hear her speak your name, so I left without a single word.