Last night I had a dream about my ex, Dayana Blandon. I haven’t dreamt about her since I started dating Tsunami some four years ago. It’s funny because when we dissolved our relationship it was because our feelings for each other had burned out. On the contrary, I think we loved each other more then humanly possible. She was going off to college, her life was changing, and as much as we both wanted to stay in each other’s life we knew it wasn’t possible. In the end I had to choose between Dayana and Tsunami, I chose Tsunami because I actually saw a future with her.
Don’t let anyone chalk this up to be “Omg he really doesn’t love Tsunami!” That couldn’t be farther then the truth. I love Tsunami more today then when we first started dating. I’m never going to let go of her the way I let go of Dya.
Its like, have you ever been in a relationship that you could tell was so precious, so fragile and so beautiful you cherished every moment with the person. That’s how it was with me and Dya. I cherished every moment I had with her, it’s like a part of me knew one day this would end. But I cherished every moment, the way she would get excited to see me and climb into my arms, the way she would rest her head against my chest, the way she would blush and shiver with excitement in my arms. It all made her oh so beautiful.
In the dream, I had found out that Dayana had moved to Dallas, (pretty close where we live just a four hour drive). I went up to see her with some friends to make it seem like well it was a chance meeting. The moment our eyes met we locked arms with each other like we use to. I kissed her, tasted her, and loved her; god I woke up crying for fuck sake. We talked about what had happened since we were apart, she asked me If I was ready to come back to her but I had to tell her no. That was probably the hardest thing I’d ever had to do in my life even if it was a dream. As much as I loved and still love Dayana, we had our chance, it came and went, I am with Tsunami now. I would never do anything to betray her trust in me or ruin the openness we have in our relationship.
How I didn’t want that dream to end. I wanted to stay connected with her again, for just a while longer. Until I could have my fill… I thought I had forced all these feelings I had in me for Dayana out years ago. And something out of the blue triggers something that reduces me to tears. I loved her, I cannot deny that, but she was not there for me when I needed her. As much as I knew we loved each other, we could not be there for each other even though we tried our hardest too…
Tsunami, when she found me… I was the shell of a man. There was nothing left. My feelings were just a shell of how things use to be. It’s like she took a dying kitten… that had been neglected and brought it back from the brink of death. Taught it to love again, to play, to feel joy.
Just when I am able to feel again, love again, feel happy again with a woman who loves me for who I am. I feel someone come up and cut open my chest so I can bleed from my healing heart. Like someone is trying to play a sick little joke on me. I’m trying to get on with my life. That part of me was in the past… and it’s come and gone…
I still have her picture… maybe I shouldn’t… but a part of me will always love Dayana… despite how hard I try to kill that part off…