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This dream, I met you again.
but you were different.
your voice changed, you were taller, you had braces at the front of your teeth now. I always remembered asking you why would you get braces at the back of your teeth. And
almost everything I knew about you wasn’t true anymore. I talked to you. “You really have changed have you?”
then you said “yes I really have.”
when I met you, your hair was longer. You didn’t have that stupid bob cut I always told you to get rid of. You had more friends! Hanging out with better people. You finally started socializing with people other than me and your family. You were better without me after all…
But me? What happened to me? Oh don't get me started. I hadn’t changed,
yes i’ve gotten a bit taller, got less bratty found out I can’t hold relationships. But you changed, everything changed.
we just sat at the edge of your bed and talked after the three years we hadn’t talked. I remember the last thing I said to you was on discord call “I have to go do homework bye.” and no matter how much you texted me I wouldn’t reply after a week you said “Homework shouldn’t take this long 😕” and.
I.
Blocked you.
“It’s been a while huh? Back to the times where we’d be begging our parents for sleepovers. We finally got one but you didn’t wanted it.” I said while twiddling my thumbs in my lap.
“Yeah it has been a while but your still the chatterbox I knew a few years ago” you laughed and jabbed my arm with your elbow
I got up turning around to face you scratching my head avoiding eye contact.
“So um i’ll take my leave then. I hope you have a good life.”
You stared at me. “Yeah you too. See you in another three years?” I looked back into your eyes. “That sounds good see you in three years then!” I chuckled looked back at you then walked off.
I’ll never get to know you again I know you hate me
I shouldn’t have done that it pains me everyday thinking about you i’m sorry I didn’t mean it but you really mean a lot to me and i think I have changed i’m less manipulative than before i’m sorry I treated you like that. The memory of you keeps me up every night for hours and hours. I’m sorry i’m sorry i’m sorry please you don’t need to forgive me all I need you to know I don’t hate you, you mean the world to me i’m so sorry I ever treated you like this.
The dream ended…
It really was only a dream I know you would never be that nice to me. All the pictures my mom tries to show of you to me I see you changing in every photo. I turned onto my side and cried myself back to sleep hoping I would meet you again.