The Greatest Patronus

You called. I didn't answer the phone, my mum did. I was faking a dream, my eyes were closed. But I heard your silence; I knew it was you.

I was lost in a torrent of thoughts -- "what ifs" and "all that could have been". Do you really care? Oh but I've learned to appreciate love; that these questions don't really matter that much. There is always the danger of getting hurt. And getting hurt is nothing as compared to the feeling you get when you give love. I'm not asking for love in return. I believe in miracles, but I'm not hopeful. We are all capable of great love. I'm happy just believing in that. If I focus on this thought, I could summon the greatest patronus in the whole world.

My mum placed the phone back to its cradle. My thoughts went back to earth. Slumber will seize me any minute now.

No. There's no need to check if I'm dead. I guess I am dreaming. When I wake up, I'll be on the right side of my bed. I'll live. Hopefully.