I had another nightmare just this morning. It was him. ... and it was not a good dream with him. I don't know what exactly it wants to tell me, but I can remember every detail ... which sucks. I hope I won't remember because ... it hurts. Seeing him, holding him as if it were true, feeling his skin and his body makes it all seem real. Real to the extent that the man I am with in that dream is the man I didn't love, the man who dumped me, the man who haven't stood for me. He kept on telling me to spill out the truth but I don't know to whom. And the worst part? When he tells me how they love each other so much. :/
Of course upon waking up I was so anxious that don't want to go back in bed again. I don't want to close my eyes and sleep anymore, which is so ridiculous. Anyway, I prayed, and I asked God not to cross our paths anymore, and I mean it so much. I don't want to see him anymore. I don't want to get hurt anymore. Not now that I'm ok, that I have already recovered. I want to be free, and I don't want to dream about him ever again ... :'(
