Most nights, I find myself drifting into the same dream—the one where Katarina calls, just to talk. It’s such a simple thing, and yet it’s the one thing I miss more than anything else. We used to share everything, and it felt like she was the only real friend I had, the only person I trusted to be by my side. She kept me going when nothing else could, her words giving me the strength to face even the hardest days. But now, finding that strength on my own has become the most difficult journey of my life.
I still imagine, deep down, that maybe she’ll reach out to me. That she’ll say she wants a life with me, that she needs me as much as I need her. And in that moment, I would drop everything, just to be with her, just to live out the dream of us being together. I tell myself it’s foolish, that she doesn’t need me anymore, that she’s found love with someone else. And yet, the hope remains.
So where does that leave me now, knowing she’s gone, knowing I’m nothing to her? I don’t have the answer, but I know that somehow, I have to find a way to keep going. I have to learn to build a life that’s strong enough to stand on its own, to find purpose beyond what I once dreamed with her. Maybe one day, I’ll find that strength. And until then, I’ll hold onto these dreams, even as I work to let them go.