I just woke up. And all I want is to go back to sleep because you were there. Right there. And I could touch you and feel you and you hugged me back. We were all gathered together for a celebration of you. Because it's your birthday on Thursday. So we were all there. And we were going to remember you, and tell jokes, and eat snacks. But when I arrived.... you were there too. Sitting in a chair just waiting for us all to celebrate you... with that adorable grin of yours. And I ran up and sat on your lap and squeezed you with my head in your neck. But even in my dream I knew what had happened. So I hugged you even tighter because I knew that at any moment you were going to evaporate. And I would be left there in that seat. Or awake in this bed.
I just want to go back there. Where you are. Back in time, or back to sleep.