I had a dream about you last night. it was a month before you left. I dont know how i got to that time but i was determined to warn you what was going to happen. but you seemed so happy. I didnt have the heart to tell you. the only thing I said was that I cant imagine being in a world without you. despite us always being busy with our own things. music, art, architecture, photography and traveling. how can i do those things when i know you're not here to do them too?