Understanding

My sleep is full of dreams and memories of times spent with him, in his arms, kissing and talking to him. I try to erase these memories during the day, but in the dark, they come flooding back to me. I want to understand the why of it. The reasoning behind the pain. As if he could explain it to me and make it better. There is no why - this I understand. The rejection should be enough. A choice made, a relationship tossed aside. No reason but his own desires. All these things during the day seem reasonable. I move on, life continues, I understand these things happen. At night, while the dreams are flooding my mind, it is hard to stop the tears.