Last night I dreamt of who we would be if we had started dating. We were at a sporting event, sitting next to one another. You were wearing a white hoodie. It started to snow, so you pulled me close and I smiled. When I looked around I saw your face on every player on the field. It was like the world was a warmer place because I saw traces of the love of my life in everyone around me.
I guess that’s what would have happened if you had chosen me. I wonder what you saw in that dream. I suppose first I should wonder if you dream at all.