Dream...

 
I dreamt about him...I was alone on the streets, at night, talking to myself. Suddenly, I saw him riding the bike, stopped him and tried to get near him, to hug him. I missed that so much. But he said "no, I can't", repeatedly. I woke up, scared. The dream seemed to happen so fast and woke me up so suddenly.
I was so lonely on those streets just like I am now. He was smiling, but in an indifferent way. He seemed ok, happy..I saw myself in this dream like in a mirror...Some people are just meant to be alone..And altough I hate loneliness so much, and maybe because of that, I am too somehow..
 
How funny is that, to feel sorry about yourself in your own dream?...
 
He must have seen something in me these two years..And altough he was the only one I have opened my heart to, and let him see how i really am, he left...
I am thinking now, it was nothing wrong with me(well except for this and that and so on :)) )..we were just not that right for eachother..