I dreamt of that memory again last night. The one where we drove all day through the island of Cozumel looking for that perfect spot. When we found it the feeling was so surreal. The islanders smiled and welcomed us to paradise. The waves were constant and the water felt so perfect. But in this dream, I lose you. As I look for you the waves continue to pound against my body that weakens with every hit I take, gasping for air as I frantically search for you. Then I realize I am alone. I have always been alone. Without you these memories don't feel real anymore. Like they never happened. They were all just made up dreams, soon to be forgotten.