Last night, I dreamt about H, again.

I get so bothered, when I dream about him, because I don’t understand why. I don’t understand why do I dream about him so often. Like in last night’s case, I dreamt that he talked to me, we kinda made our peace and patched things up, and we were talking again. I dreamt that he understood, and that he was there to keep his promise of being my best friend, no matter what happens. You know, when he actually said those words, I believed him. I truly truly truly believed that I found someone I can call my best friend and mean it, and that he’s here to stay, not to judge, not to evade or run away. But I guess this just goes to show how badly impaired my judgement in guys/people is, once again.

But the dream was so real. It felt real, it felt like it was actually really happening. And yet, I wake up in the morning, to be confuzzled and disappointed and hurt, yet again.

I have to stop dreaming about him, I dont know WHY I keep dreaming about him, I don't know why and I don't like it.

This has to stop.