8:30 pm. December 13, 2019 "We need to break up." he said stoically. Holding the hands of a girl with a ring on her right hand. He was my boyfriend and I never thought that he'd be able to this to me. I lost control of my thoughts, and next, my body. Hearing those words from him didn't make sense. We were together for a good 4 years and those four years consisted of me and him planning for our future after college. Careers, houses, adoption. "She's pregnant and I'm the father."he said. "Our parents wanted us to get engaged and marry before the child was born and... I never really loved you, you know."he said not looking directly to my eyes. To be honest, i didn't know how to take the information. All that I'm sure of is that it was too much for me to handle. I just ran like running is the only answer for me to go out of this hell of a nightmare. I guess wishing for it to end really worked. I found myself in the middle of the street faced with a speeding car with a loud horn and bright lights and all that I remember is him running towards me like he loved me. Like the way I always knew he did. I woke up from the familiar sound of my old alarm clock. It was a cold morning. I jolted upon realizing that it was just a dream. or was it? Still not into my sense, I grabbed my phone to check if he messaged me. Text message: "Hi it's me Matt. I was the one that got your number at the bar last night. Good morning cutie." RECEIVED: March 05, 2015