I had a dream about my highschool sweetheart. It came out of the blue.
We were laughing and it was innocent. Making mac & cheese. Playing with paper planes. We were just like that. Listening to music about things we wouldn’t go through or feel until we got older. We dated for 5 years.
It just made me feel weird when I woke up. I see him once in awhile now. He is still as sweet and caring as before. I hope he has found happiness.
Writing this is the second thing I have done today. I just didn’t want to forget it.