And the Song Goes

I had a dream about you last night...

I dreamed I told you I was pregnant. I whispered it in your ear as you walked in the door. You paused, turning to look at my over your shoulder. You looked frightened and excited. My heart leaped in to my throat. 

We lived in a world that was minimal. Resources had run dry and we were barely surviving. It wasn't like some explosion had occurred or we were suddenly driven into this lifestyle. It was progression and we adapted. 

We lived well in this kind of world. We both had jobs and maintained our life as easy as possible, despite that we went to work with guns strapped to our hips in case looters ever crossed our paths. 

But the look on your face in that moment. That look said it all. The look reminded me of everything we'd ever fought for, everything that had occurred. In a moment, I felt so much love for you. It reminded me that no matter what happens, I still want my future with you. 

I woke to you next to me. I rolled over and held you tightly.