So hey,

I dreamt of you last night. It was one of those obscure dreams I have.
We were somewhere outside a fancy building, a library perhaps, and it was raining. Lightly.
You were in your sweater and I was in my jacket. We were running for some shelters. Together.
I was behind you and felt very protected. I even could smell your fragrance (I've always loved your perfume). And that is all. That was my dream of you.

Then I woke up to the sound of morning rain.

I felt happy and miss at the same time.