I was walking to a mall, never seen this mall before, but it was like I'd been there before. As I was walking, I hear laughter behind me, I turn to find a guy who I really like, he's also a good friend, well he used to be. He's walking to the main entrance, same as I was, but he has his arm wrapped around some girl I've never seen before. I might have seen her, but in my dream they were too far off for me to really recognize her. Anyway, I just walk aimlessly around this mall, then I see him sitting by himself at the food court. He sees me and waves, I wave back and run up to him. I hug him, but he just pushes me away, like I'm some crazy person he's never met before in his life. I just stepped back and watched him, I could feel myself crying. And, he just turned his back on me and walked away.
I woke up feeling hopeless and depressed. It's been a long time since I've been this depressed. It's probably been more than 4 months since I actually talked to him in person, let alone heard any word from him at all. There is the occasional "we'll get together after my finals" or even just a hello, but every time he mentions getting together, I can just feel that he's forcing himself to say it. That I bother him and that he just hates the fact that he even met me.
I hate that dreams get to me like this. I really hope with everything I have that I'm just being paranoid. But, I don't know. I don't know anymore.
Heh, I got my sob in... I just don't feel any better like I thought I would.










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Lies I am dealt
My hand of faces but junk
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