Dreaming about my first true love. Nightmare? It didn't feel that way. Are we so emotionally tied to people that we can never forget them? Do I want to forget him? I think I just want him to not hate me so much. This time, this dream, he didn't. We made up. We were friends. I felt....love.
Ugh. Now I have to go about my whole day fighting those memories. Screw you dreams.
I blame the alcohol, pain pills, and bacon wrapped meatloaf.
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