T:14: A nightmare without you

I had a nightmare last night. We were at some large house or hotel, and a large event was taking place. I was looking and looking for you but couldn't find you. Somehow I knew you were looking for our child, even though I didn't know what the child looked like. A friend spoke to his child who was there. The child was only about five but looked and spoke like a child twice his age. Something in what he wrote and said helped me find you.

Eventually I did find you. In a room at the top of the building. You were incredibly sad, like you knew the time we had was short. You lips were twice the size and your eyelashes twice as long. You sat with me at a long table but didn't eat anything. We held each other close, but again the feeling that it was temporary. An overwhelming sadness.

Then a noise. I walked out of the room, and saw two shadowy figures behind the smoked glass of the front door. And I suddenly realised they hadn't just come for me, they'd come for you and for our child, whom we couldn't find anyway. I pressed a nearby panic button but the button wasn't connected to anything and had no effect. I turned, attempting to warn you about the intruders, but you were gone.

I woke up. Aching to have you by my side. And you were thousands of miles away. It may not quite be nightmare when you're not with me, but when you aren't, there's no true end to it.