Last night I dreamed about my first love, he seemed happy and very much at peace. In that dream, he was singing a lullaby to me. Hey, I sometimes cry when I think about him. I doubt I’ll ever get over his crossing over, how does one ever get over love in its purest form?, I hope and pray he is sleeping in gentleness, I hope he’s dancing and singing behind the grey clouds like he always did. Heaven is a better place with him in it.