The Confessions of a Sad Man

Entry Three

I had a dream last night.  It took place today during the track meet, we were driving back to the meet and you and I were in the back of the car.  You looked at me and said, "You know, I know it might be too soon but," and you looked right at me, "If we did decide to become an item, your eyes. I'd always want to look at them." It was a nice dream, it was strange though because that's exactly how I feel. It made me remember what was, and it also made me become aware of what happened once more.  Why can I never get you off of my mind?  You used to tell me that you wished you spent more time with me, I did feel something for it them, but now I'd give anything to go back and time and be with you until everything and anything made you happy.