I dreamt about him again. Why won't he leave my mind?

He told me in this dream why he left... He told me that I was aggressive and hot headed. And he wasn't lying. And I begged him to stay. I threw myself to the ground and clasped my hands, pleading. I sobbed and sobbed and choked on my tears. I swore that I was a different person. Who I used to be was far gone with the waves of the past, dragged away by the massive tongues of the ocean of redemption, swallowed forever into its merciful depths, never to surface again.
And it took a whole night of my painful cries for his dead heart to resurrect as a beating life, and forgive me.

And my joy knew no bounds at that break of dawn. I lined the entire apartment building with cake. The biggest cake the world had seen. And his entire family was invited. The cake didn't end. We made plans again. It was a breezy morning. I had never been happier. I didn't know a broken mirror could fix itself crackless. But the impossible had finally happened. All my dreams had suddenly come true.

We were together again.
***

When I woke up, all happy and excited, my heart sank again.... My head felt heavy. I heard the winds slap against the windows. The sky was grey. And every now and then the doors would tremble in a dull series of thuds. We lost power. And so today I woke up to another day of mourning.