I was kinda just standing there. Like I was alone. Even though I knew i wasn't But i managed to be quiet enough. That way they might just forget i existed all together and stop bringing it up. Even though I had lied countless times about what did or didn't happen that night. I knew what really went on. I wished desperately i could tell him it was nothing and I was sorry. But how could I lower myself to his standards? How could I become a hypocrite? How could someone like me.. be so angry with someone like him?
And i had a dream, of a small girl. With the biggest blue eyes. Staring at me with such innocence. An innocence that was a little nerve racking. Like she knew so little that she could see right through me. Him and the guys I had previously been seeing were fighting. In a large pool that i soon realized was an ocean.. yet i could see the entire thing clearly. surrounded by a pinkish gray concrete. and he came flying out of the water. then i woke up.
But how am i suppose to know what my dream means id i don't even remember my point of all this in the first place
? Whats wrong. with me. whats wrong?