On July 4th of this year, my best fried from middle school, and previous boyfriend got in a terrible car accident and passed away. I hadnt talked to him in a few years, except for a few messages over Facebook. But for some reason I keep having these dreams, sometimes they take place in the same area, other times not, but in all of them im in a crowded place, usually the woods, surrounded by his family and our friends. And then I see him. And Im the only one that can see him, and I can touch him, and we touch hands and its like I can really feel him. And I look around trying to figure out if anyone else can see him. Buts its just me. And we talk for awhile and laugh together and then its over, I wake up.