I had a dream
in my dream my brother was getting ready to go out with some Friends. I was a total mess and needed to get something from my car. My brother told me not to go outside just yet but I did anyways. Thats when I ran into my Ex. He was standing there looking at me. Shocked, confused and torn. I was angry because he looked so good while I stood in rags and a messy bun. I told him to get out of here. Kicked him out of my house. He left angrily.
Then my dream shifted. I was in his room but it didn’t look like his room. It was my old bedroom but all of his stuff was there. He looked to be rearrange his room. In a big black plastic trash bag he had everything I have ever given him. All ready to be thrown out. I felt sadness then. Walking through his empty room. Touching everything that he once touched. I heard someone coming through the hall. I hid in the closet. His grandmother walked in. He followed close behind. They were talking about were to set a book case and bed. I had made a noise and they both looked over to the closet. They found me His grandmother gave me the most hateful stare and told him to deal with this. She walks out of the room and left me and him alone. We stood face to face. I could feel the tension in my bones. We rushed to each other and embrace. We embraced like lost lovers. We then kisses. We kissed so passionately and full of hunger and longing. Our bodies craved each other.
It felt so real and magical. I woke up feeling so confused and empty. I cried a little.
-VonD














