Dear Ghost,

 I've dreamed about you lately, even though the memory of my dreams aren't fully detailed, somehow the feeling about the dream itself keeps living in my head, stuck in it.

 There's a lot to be said and even more to feel: Why did you left? Wasn't I enough? Did I deserved to be loved at all? Do you believed that I could be loved? Did you even cared?

 Sometimes I feel grateful about the love I gave and received; other times the anger feels too unbearable, too uncomfortable to feel it towards someone I deeply loved.

 Are you happy? Are you satisfied with the decisions you've made? Do you regret the way you treated me while we were together? From time to time I find myself regretting not loving you as you wanted to be loved, but at the same times I know I felt tired of continuously trying to be the partner you deserved but not being able to meet your standards.

 You meant the world to me, and it hurt very deeply when I understood that it wasn't the same the other way around.

 Everything was left just as a dream, all of my future story where you were beside me came to dust. Trying to rebuild my future without you feels impossible.