I think I recognized the restaurant - one of my favorite little places at the beach. He sat across from me, laughing as we talked.
I remember thinking, even in my dream, "my God, he's whole again." His hair was long, threatening to spill into those deep brown eyes. It's been a long time since I've seen it so long.
For the life of me, I can't remember what we were talking about, but I know it included a comment about cheesy bread. But the conversation was comfortable, easy. We laughed, a lot.
My alarm clock jerked me back to this world. But I was whole again, for just a little while.