i dreamed about her for the first time in a long time

 i woke up today and i had dreamt of you.

i called out to you in that dream; desperate and in a last ditch effort, though i can barely remember why. and then there you were. you were dressed in your white fur coat and you had your hair down and you looked so surprised to see me.

you came out of the backseat of the car and we stared at each other, and you seemed like you were tearing up. like you couldn't believe what just happened, and that you were in front of me again. i dont know if it was relief or frustration, but i didnt care. and i sobbed and pulled you into my arms, hugged you like a little sister and i thanked you for coming. and then you cried a little too, and you gave me something in a see-through bag; it was a little white bag with a paper note inside, and you told me it was my christmas present, and that you had to go now, and you hurried off and went away.

i remember opening the bag and reading the note, and it was just the title of a song. i think it was by some group called 'the misshaps', which i dont even know if they exist, or what you meant by that. either way, maybe i should write one last song about you.

for your christmas present, i'll put this two year war to rest. thank you for seeing me one last time, even if it's just in my dreams. i love you, and i'll see you never, misshap.

- mikey.