Dream and George had almost always been Dream and George. Sometimes it was Dream and George and Sapnap, but never in the same way that it was Dream and George. No one really remembers when they became Dream and George, but a year ago it became too much for George. So they said they were done. -- "I read the message again, all but praying that it will change. That the truth could be changed. 'honestly? no and i'm sorry, Dream, and it's not because of anyone or anything it's just idk us,' I try to type, the keyboard blurry. He continues to reply to my other messages, acting as if they haven't just shattered my entire world in a single message." -- Although they were never anything official, it still hurt Dream, but he never stopped loving the British boy. As much as it killed him to love the boy from afar, he knew that George was better without him. He was happier and everything was easier for the older boy. -- My heart still fluttered. Was still fluttering through the bitter sweet rose that flowered within my chest. -- But what if George never stopped loving him too? What if the glances Dream convinced himself were his imagination were real? What if they tried again? What if it really was forever this time? !!COVER ART NOT MINE!! #4 istillloveyou- 27/09/2022 #1 isitworthit -28/09/2022

"Can I tell you a secret?" he says in a hushed voice in the ill-illuminated room. "Spill," I smiled, thinking it was going to be something stupid like he peed his bed till he was six. Those were the kind of secrets we've been blurting out for the past thirty minutes as the tiredness of the late night got to us. "I'm Dream." he said in total seriousness, "Like the minecraft youtuber." I was quiet for a second before I laughed out loud.