Find me far from where you expected

I haven't dreamt of you in a terribly long time. Sometimes, I remember you. I become angry, and my heart devours itself with grief, pain, and sadness.

This dream was different.
The hesitant creak of an old door, cracking open tentatively, cautiously, with great trust I wouldn't have anticipated coming from you.
What has changed, that in this dream, you've begun being kind towards me again?

You were not good to me either, you know.
Though, whether it was reasonable reaction, or cruelty in excess, escapes me.
Is it because we were young, without regard?
I was full of wounds, Bleeding through my teeth while smiling at you.

Why did I have a dream where you were kind towards me?
My heart is breaking.
Where are you now? What changed last night?

I had been content without thinking of you. But your kindness in that dream drew attention to this painful scar.
What changed?
Who are you, now?