M was in my dream again.
This time he came to visit me and was with me with me. We were together and happy. No problems. All forgiveness and understanding, but unspoken and unneeded. Just good times. Living life. Together. So deeply in love that everyone understood just from looking at us. As if we had never left each other's sides, but knowing that we had. And it was just as heartwrenchingly beautiful as always.
And then he was gone again. Because it's better that way. Back to no contact and no future.
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