Date: 11/4/2017
By Bonny
I dreamt that Jon and I got back together. He contacted me (phone?) and wanted to talk. He said he’d made a mistake and wanted to get back together. We were at his house although it looked nothing like his house as I knew it. There were some of our old friends there just standing around. I remember feeling upset and angry at one point. I thought to myself that I wasn’t going to let this slide and that I was going to tell him how I felt and what I thought about his actions without fear. I confronted him - I can’t remember exactly what I said but I remember mentioning the fact that it had been a year and a half later that he had realised he missed me, that it had been incredibly painful for me and that I was angry. I said that I thought he would have done this in forty years when it was too late. Why did he take so long to do anything about it? It wasn’t okay how he had treated me was the general vibe. He seemed to take it well and we talked. At one point I felt guilty for bringing it up (like I used to when we were together). I looked at him and said I wasn’t going to apologise for this discussion. I looked around and realised that all our old friends were still around. I apologised for having the discussion there and not in private. He told me that would have been nice, but he was smiling. He told me how much he’d missed me and how he couldn’t stop thinking about me. I remember holding him, hugging him and touching he base of his neck. I thought about my family and how they wouldn’t be happy we were back together. Then I was in his room, which looked nothing like his old room. There was stuff everywhere. He had been sick so there were some cough lollies there, in a massive box - I thought they were condoms at first and felt relieved when they weren’t. I walked around and saw a velvet bag which had pearls in them. I saw that next to his bedside, he had tied a letter that I had written him to his bedpost.