I was sleeping, taking a nap, and I had a dream. It may have been a nightmare.
I couldn’t see anything, but I can hear my Baby.
I could hear her in the distance.
I don’t know if I said this within another dream, but I woke up.
“Dylan, If you can hear me, I love you.”
I swear on my life, I could hear like it was physical, she said it back.
“I love you too.”
It was the greatest thing I have heard since I can remember. In one instance she brought me happiness. In that one instance she brought me back to reality, back to some type of realness, a faith, and now I just have to hold on to those words. I have to hold tight to her. I can’t give up. No matter how hard it gets I have to hold on to those words.
Hope in the darkness.