So last nights' dream was a little... depressing for me. I was dreaming that my ex and I had bumped into each other while we were out in town. (This wasn't in the future. We were still teens.) It was awkward and we said "Hello" to each other. We were talking about how our lives were going and stuff like that and then somehow we got onto the topic of how we felt about being broken up. I told him that it still makes me sad and how I wished we would try again. (I know its a bad decision because we just weren't right for each other but, I loved the attention and affection he gave me.) He said that he was happy with his relationship that he was in and that he didn't want to get back together. This made me sad but I had to smile and act like nothing was wrong. When I went home that night, I knelt down beside my bed and prayed and prayed that I could turn back time to when we were together and try to change how things were, try to change the outcome. I said "God, if the outcome were still to be us separating, then I know it wasn't meant to be." Well, when I woke up, I got a text from him saying, "Good morning, I love you." So I knew that I went back in time to that year of us being together. We hung out and stuff like we use to. I did things differently, and changed my attitude and stuff. But then, he came up to me one night and said. "I thought this would work between us but I just feel like this is all wrong. I don't feel right being here. I still care about you but I just don't feel like we were meant to be together." Then, when I woke up the next morning, I was back in the current time. I sighed and fell back to sleep.
Then I woke up from my dream. It sucks when you still have feelings for an ex but you know deep down that you shouldn't. You know that it's bad for your health if you get back together with them. You know that if you did try to get back together with them, you'd only enjoy the affection that they gave you and not the real person that they truly are. With me, I loved the attention and affection. I wanted it all the time and it was too much for him. He had his own things to do. He had his on life to live and all I wanted was 10 minutes of his time to give me a hug or kiss me. I was asking too much, apparently and he didn't like it. Well this is what I have to say to that..
THINGS HAPPEN FOR A REASON. LET GOD DO HIS JOB
JerkAndSquirt · Sat Aug 06, 2016 @ 03:58pm · 0 Comments |