It's like a new chapter. New beginning but still linked to the same story. How can you miss someone that isn't there? It's all superficial. But you're still with me in my dreams. Being with you; physically, mentally, and emotionally, it's all meshing together into one lucid dream. I can lie in bed and dream about it all I want, control every move, replay every moment we've shared, but sometime sooner or later, I have to wake up. It's not happening. I've finally opened my eyes.