billthebutcher

this morning i woke up and wrote my dream as usual. I saw her at a bookstore or something and walked by, wanting her to see me, but pretending i didnt see her. Out the door. I sat for a few min utes, then decided to go back and talk to her, but when i opened the door again she was coming out of it. handed me a card in a green envelope. we went to a corridor of books and she said with a sigh of relief that she wasnt mad anymore. all i was thinkingwas, " why should you be mad, you left me remember?" she looked different, and talked about people i didnt know. hinted at how she was glad that she decided to leave cuz it wasnt working anymore, and how she'd end up all over someone else anyway. later that evening i wanted to go see her and hang out as friends, because then maybe we could fall back together. decided against it, it could not be a fresh start because i'm in love with who she used to be, not who she is now.

-Good Will Cutting