Last night i had a dream about him, if you know me then you will know who it is. I went to the park with my friends and they told me they had a suprise for me. And then he appeared, he glowed, and he walked over to me and took my hand, looked into my eyes and said 'Im sorry.' Then he hugged me and at that moment, I was the happiest I had ever been in 4 months. I didnt understand, but my friends told me that they read all my journals and remembered everything i said about him and they told him all of it. And he realized that I loved him more than anything, and he felt the same way. He called me 'love' again and we hung out just like old times. I thought it was all a dream, but I knew God wouldnt tease me like that. But then I woke up, in my bed, at 9:32 in the morning, with tears streaming down my face. It was a dream, it was just a joke that my mind played on me. It took the breath out of me, just thinking that we were back together even though it was a dream. I wish it wasnt a dream, Id love to be happy again and have someone to love. If he ever read my journals, or knew that I kept every single text of his, and endless talk and think about him, he would know just how much i care about him, how much i love him, but all of this writing is useless when im the only one that is going to read it. Someday Ill be with him, even if its just friends, anything would be better than the silence ive been enduring for the past 4 months.
Rachel Piantino Community Member 
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