Last night was a weird night. It has been a while since I practically forgot about my ex, and even when she does cross my mind, I don’t feel emotional or weak anymore. But last night was strange—she was in my dreams non-stop. In the dream, I was trying to meet her. I don’t remember it perfectly, but I kept finding out she was going to a specific place, and I would rush there, only to somehow miss her. Then I would hear about another place, go there, and miss her again. This happened four or five times, but I knew she wanted to meet me, too.
Finally, I caught up with her. She was walking on the road, so I walked fast, overtook her, and turned around with a smile. She saw me and smiled back, looking completely happy. I noticed her face looked incredibly pretty—even prettier than before. But then I looked closer, and it wasn’t her face. It was the face of the new girl who has a crush on me. And even in my dream, I realized she was much prettier than my ex.
Then I woke up. A weird dream, a very, very weird dream.