Now that is one messed up dream. And what annoys me most about dreams is I thought of it all. It was all there in my brain and I put it all together. My friends looks, the mans blantent honesty at trying to meet someone new to help get over me fucking off to the other side of the world then actually falling for her. But what made it worse is he kissed me and as it was just a dream it wasn't half as perfect. Which sadly makes me realise how easy it is to forget things that once were, to top it off I think he was just speaking my words. Anyone that knows me can clarify I'm emotionally damaged and I cannot commit to anyone with out fear, so the chances are I only think I want him because I'm the otherwise of the frigging world. Irony would be if Iv actually fucked up something wonderful. I guess we'll never know.
Now I'm sat in class trying not to be miserable at some stupid pissing dream that in reality means nothing. Because I know my friends still love me. And what ever happened with me and Rory is done and in reality I am happy for him I don't want him sat waiting for me because as much as I would like to be sometimes I'm just not that selfish! Realisticly the idea of something is always better than the reality and I will stick to my life motto everything happens for a reason!
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