Dream

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I dreamt of you.

I was walking around an amusement park.

Y'all saw me.

I ran.

You ran after me.

You caught me and we hugged.

You apologized.

We cried.

We held hands and walked.

"I missed you so much" you cried

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to stop being friends" I replied. "I still love you, I never stopped"

We walked around.

We went into a store.

We talked about matching costumes for Halloween.

You told me I looked pretty in the dress I was wearing.

I said that you looked better.

We laughed.

I wasn't ready to wake up.

I cried when I did.

I wish that it was real.

I want to apologize.

I want to hug you.

I want to tell you that you're beautiful.

I want to say that I never stopped loving you.

I know it's partly my fault that we don't talk.

I let others tell me what to think.

I let others tell me you weren't good.

I hurt you a lot.

I blamed you for my problems.

You didn't deserve that.

I can still hear your voice.

I can still remember what you look like.

I can still remember little things about you.

How you wanted to be a nurse but only to take care of baby's.

How you never want to drink alcohol.

How you also want to work in a zoo.

That you like your long hair.

That your parents weren't the best.

I remember you dogs names. Winnie and Wilbur.

You have a younger sister.

How you gave my dogs nicknames.

Loved dino nuggets.

And liked to hold my hands in the winter because they were warm.

How we were married as a joke.

How I bought you an ice cream every lunch because you were to afraid to buy your own lunch and the one you would pack wasn't the best.

It's been almost 2 years since we've been friends.

I miss you every day.

I still love you.

And that dream was the best one I've had in years.

Heck as I write this my hand are shaking so bad because I know that there's a chance that one of my friends will read this and get disappointed that I still think of you.



(A/N: this is about an old friend that i miss and love a lot.)

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