Two days ago, u said to me that u have a dream about me. A dream that tells you that I have an affair with another man. And the dream feels so real for you. I don't mind, it's just a dream. But I really happy for a thing. For what you feel. U said you mad, you wanna punch someone's head. You wanna fight with someone that u don't know exactly who he is. You said that I don't wanna come back home for you or for our son. But you are waiting. It's true. I'm happy. I'm happy that you understand what I feel if something like this happened to you. I'm happy that you will get sick if I'm in love with somebody else. I'm happy because I know that you care even you never call, you never text me for a dumb or a simple message. I'm happy because you are jealous. You just don't wanna say that you are jealous. Ego makes you think that you are a man if you still not saying a word of love. But I know that you love me. And