“And in another life, like my dreams, we would be friends.”

A simple sentence I once wrote when a relationship didn’t work out, and I find myself revisiting it now as another relationship hasn’t worked out how I’d hoped. At 4:30pm, a glimpse of the dream smacked me in the face, and this statement followed closely behind.

Not everything we hope for comes to fruition. Not every relationship is meant to withstand the tests of time. Not all people can join us on our journeys. So, I hold on to the hope that in another lifetime, things may have worked out differently, better even, and in dream states, these things can be true, and they can be enjoyed there. While waking up to the realization that we only got a taste of what we so desire may be painful, we can at least say that it happened somewhere; it did, in a sense, come true.