I had a dream this morning. I was back in my school hanging out with my first love. Someone I've loved but did not love me. In the dream we were laying on the bench under the tree.

The sun was shining. .. we comforted each other with words and gestures. He told me about his ambition. I listened lovingly.

Then my friends came and I served them different flavours of tea. It felt so wonderful.

I woke up to the morning sun. I didn't want to wake up. I realised things were so much simpler back then... and here I am, miseries adding up each day. I cried. So hard.

I wanted to sleep and go back to that dream, where it was warm and comforting. But I can never go back. I've lost a piece of me in the past and there's no way to retrieve it.
SapphireSol SapphireSol
31-35, F
Aug 27, 2014