you came back in my dream last night. you knocked on my door so unexpected and told me that you missed talking to me everyday. i closed the door back on your face and somehow ended up in your room. you grabbed my arm and said “why do you hate me so much” things fell silent for a while and i replied with “you weren’t meant to just leave, and you weren’t meant to pretend that we never spoke. we weren’t meant to be those friends”
and than we hugged. for the longest time. and things felt normal again. for the first time in so long i felt like myself.
i can remember every detail of that entire dream. every smell, every touch, everything. that feeling is the only thing i want.
