Last night I dreamt.

I'd dreamt that we were walking hand in hand along the gloomy,rainy streets of some city. European looking buildings all around us.
"You still don't believe that I still like you very much?"
"Nope. I don't trust you anymore. Prove it."
"I almost wanted to propose to you already, but you chased me away first. Now you can't take me back anymore"

We cross a zebra crossing, I let go of your hand, and wake up.


I wish my subconsciousness would stop torturing me like that.

Labels: dreams