Him. It was another dream about the guy again.
Except I can't seem to be able to regurgitate what happened in that dream here now. I just know that he was in it and that I was happy to see him that I didn't realise that I was actually dreaming till I was rudely awaken by the cheerless tone of my alarm.
I want to be with him.
And yet I don't because I know I can't.
Except I can't seem to be able to regurgitate what happened in that dream here now. I just know that he was in it and that I was happy to see him that I didn't realise that I was actually dreaming till I was rudely awaken by the cheerless tone of my alarm.
I want to be with him.
And yet I don't because I know I can't.
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