You were in my dream last night. Go figure. I do my best to squelch thoughts of you in my waking life and you slip into my unconscious.
It was a simple dream. We sat down and you said you were sorry about something. You tried to kiss me and I turned my head so it landed on my cheek. You laughed and smiled. I was annoyed.
I wish I didn’t have these dreams. Unlike all my other dreams these always make sense.
I don’t want to remember anymore.