Dreaming about her all the time. This is the one I had last night:
Late autumn but still warm outside. We were drinking coffee, riding the streetcar. She was talking about something she was really excited about. I loved the feeling of listening to her, even though I couldn't quite make sense of what she was saying. There was some event we were trying to get to in the dream, but she never told me where we were going. It felt like it was taking forever to get there, but I remember feeling like it was really important that we get there.
And then I woke up before we could arrive.
Turning over in bed, I think about the way she giggled when I first kissed her, pictured the sparkle in her blue eyes, the way she looked when she woke up next to me. I want to stay in the dream world, where I'm with her and everything is good.
Reality just feels like this foggy place I don't belong in.
I don't understand how my feelings towards her suddenly evaporated, or why they were back already. She had just ended things with me; I was the catalyst for that ending. And now I want her back. How could I explain any of this to her?
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