You will never read this...will you?

When I am sad and lonely…you have this uncanny habit of showing up in my dreams…as if to tell me you are around…but I have to wake up…even if I don’t want to…and I realise, it is but a dream….sometimes, it leaves me with an emptiness I cannot explain…

Images flash on my mind…of me sitting alone…a sudden reassuring hand on my head…and a piercing look into my eyes…not asking me why…or what….or how….but just saying…I know…am there….you left before I grew up enough to tell you how much I love you…today I can…but they are like calls unanswered…I know you are there…yet I cannot reach you…

No one is indispensable…yes, for the heart that pumps blood to the circulatory system…for the breathing to go on…..but for life, and for living….I do not agree!