I awoke to find I had lost a pillow
And memories of dreams flooded in with
The expected emotions.

I remembered you,
So many of you,
and I I had to choke a dream memory
That felt too real for comfort
and likely caused the flung pillow,
Either in my sleeping rage at having been
Disturbed
Out of the dream of love
Or in the slow realization that it was
Not the reality any longer
And would never be again.

Some things once broken are never truly fixed
And some things once fixed are never again whole.