The perfect validation

Khalid 

The dream

I open my eyes and something feels different. The air seems calm, the room seems brighter. I sit up but I am alone, there is no one here but me. It feels like a dream. 

Nothing has happened but it feels like a dream. This is the same bed I lay with Colm but it is different. The sheets feel softer, the blanket feels cozier, and the pillows feel more comfortable. It feels like someone has been sleeping next to me. I can still see the rumpled sheets on the other side of the bed. I look around and I notice the difference in the place. 

The room is very much still Colm's but I can see my things lying around. My clothes, my pictures hung on the wall. This room is shared. This room is our room. 

This is a dream.