Alright,
so I stole a line from the "Fatal Attractions" series, bite me.
Yea, we're
going to write about the death of my last dream, the last dream I had.
Basically,
it was Becky. It was me and her being together long enough for me to visit
her, and to hold her close, and show her that I loved her. Hold her in
my arms all night, just hang out with her where ever we wanted to go, and
be together. That's all I really wanted.
We all know
that the dream was shattered about 1 month ago, when Becky left me. We
all don't know the details, so I'll leave most of them out, but she hooked
up with a guy named Aaron.
Like a week
ago, we were talkin', and she said that she loves me, so we kept talkin'
for a bit, and the next night I asked her what the hell happened the night
before, she said she didn't know and had a lot to think about, we kept
talkin' about things, and I told her to follow the little voice, to which
she said "the little voice says it'll never work, but my heart says that
there's a chance" I told her to do what made her happy.
The next
day, I called her on the phone, and we talked a bit, after a while I said
something about no matter what I'd be ok, and was on the verge of tears
because I knew that I wanted her back, and in my heart I knew that she
would stay with Aaron. So I guess when I talked to her yesterday, and she
said that she wanted to stay friends with me and stay together with Aaron
cause things were goin' great and she didn't see a reason to end it. I
accepted, and it didn't hurt so bad.
But
yea, that was the death of the only dream I had left. Never mind the one
about me livin' in an apartment with my best friend, never mind the part
about havin' a killer girlfriend, it's all bullshit, and doesn't matter.
All my dreams are gone. So what? Dreams are a dime a dozen. So what if
I got my heart broken? It can soon be mended, it won't be the first time,
and I doubt it will be the last. I would not trade those last 5 months
for anything. Because I did everything of my own free will, and
I will never look back on it with regret.
The Dream is dead... Long live the Dream...
Yes, there is a new dream, more to come later.