I hate when the past haunts every moment of my dreams
Last night, I had a dream about Nick. We were together. And everything was great. But out of the blue he comes to my house with another girl. H's standing there...Happier than Ive ever seen him. Just Smiling a her and telling her he loves her. Then looks at me, and says "I dont want to be with you anymore" I begged and begged for him to say he didnt mean it. But no matter how hard I cried or how persistant I was he just closed his eyes and shook his head. I just didnt know what to do with myself. The dream felt so real I woke up crying. Luckily Robert was in the other room. But once I composed myself....I realized what the hell I was crying about, I was crying because Nick left me. God it hurt so bad. I just wanted to throw up. I hate it when I question myself....I hate it when I think about him. I should be over him by now......