Dream Sweet. He wanted the night to end quickly because it was followed by the day. She was close to him then and that was what he longed for. She was his then in whatever form possible. So the night could be a blur, and it he preferred if it was. He didn’t mind if he didn’t remember the people he met. He didn’t mind if he forgot their faces. He didn’t mind if he was lost most of the time. He knew he’d remember time with her, and the things she said. He knew he was found when he was with her.

He said “hello” to a friend of his in the early evening. But as he walked away he couldn’t remember who it was. He shook a dozen hands at the cocktail party but he forgot their names as he heard them. He didn’t even remember making contact with them. He didn’t remember leaving the party or even driving home. He didn’t remember his shower or lying down in his in bed. He did remember “dream sweet.” He had heard it before and he heard it again. She was in his mind even when she was far away. He dreamt about a forest filled with trees and butterflies. Somehow the wings of the butterflies stopped moving when he looked their direction. He was sure it was because of her. He always noticed more when he was with her. And he remembered where he was and where he had been. It was like his life was in focus when she was with him and fuzzy when she wasn’t. He could smell the fragrance of the flowers when she was with him and he could hear the water ripple in the nearby pond. Life was infinite perfection by her side. He remembered the sun setting and he could see her shadow next to his. Even with the sunset he was with his Sunshine. It made him feel complete. He felt alive when she looked at him. He turned on his side and looked where she’d lay if she was with him. He smiled and drifted off to sleep. She was there with him then again. And she was dancing to the same song she always danced to. But this time he could hear it too. He watched her move and smile at him. The butterflies danced with her as if they could hear the song as well. When he lost her for a moment in a flash of sunlight he noticed he was talking to someone familiar. But he didn’t know why. He missed her already. He wanted to hear “Dream Sweet.”