I dreamt about you last night.
You were driving your own car.
But wait who's this at your front seat car?
He doesn't look familiar to me.
Now you're both laughing.
What are you guys laughing about?
I'm curious.
Your smile. It's new.
You haven't smile like that when we used to be together.
What's this?
He's grabbing your hand and giving it a peck??
Hey! Focus on the drive missy.
You smiled again.
I'm just here at the back seat, enduring the pain as I see you two getting close together.
But then I realized something.
Happiness fits you well.
I just forgot what it looks like on you.
I smiled, enjoying the trip throughout the day.
Then I woke up. Thinking well what was my dream about.
At first I was a little bit jealous cause you're with somebody and not with me. And that you got your driver's license.
But then I realized... Would I accept the fact that you should be with someone else that makes you happy? Or did I just forget that you should be happy also?
I don't want to be someone who takes away your own happiness, I should be the one supporting you.