Dreams

Maybe there is hope for me yet. I had a dream, it was a good dream. I remember there was a guy. I don't know what he looked like, but I think I liked him. I don't know who the guy was in my dream. But one person he was not is the one guy I hate dreaming about, so that makes me feel really good. I'm dreaming of someone else. It took many years to get to this point but at least I'm here. I had so many questions of who this person was when I woke up. I don't remember the specifics of his looks, but maybe one day I'll meet him, maybe he is my future, or maybe he is just a dream and always will be. It gives me a little spark of hope. One thing I'm glad of is that I have a new dream.