I dreamt of you last night. It was a bittersweet dream.
In the dream, I said that I have to let go of you now. I didn’t want this. I didn’t want us to have to go separate ways. I didn’t want to divorce. But there was no choice, no way around it. I can’t be with someone whose heart and body is with another.
You were sad. You didn’t want to let go. We reminisced about old times. About times when we were both younger, more innocent, less jaded. But in the end, even though you didn’t want to let go of me, I did let go of you.
Dreams are important. They are a way for our subconscious to communicate with our conscious mind. Most of the time, we don’t remember our dreams.
It is when we sleep that our subconscious does its processing. And sometimes, it lets our conscious mind know what it’s processing.
I don’t know for sure, but it seems like my subconscious has finally let go of the past.
That is good.
