It happened again. Another dream. I hate them, so much. Another dream where I meet a beautiful girl, and she like me, and I like her, and when I wake up, that's when the feeling starts.
All day, I've had that horrible soul crushing feeling of loneliness. I've been feeling so good and happy the past couple months, but all it takes one dream. One dream to ruin everything. It gives my a horrible, brief, agonizing taste of the one thing I want more than anything else.
I feel so starved for love and affection. I need someone who can keep me going. Someone in my life who I can rely on as much as I need to. Someone I can pour my heart and soul out to without being afraid of alienating them or pushing them away. Someone I can talk to any time, and she'll be there for me. Someone who loves me the same way I love them.
The first few days after a dream isn't easy. That horrible cold starving feeling lasts for so long. It's hell. A depressing suffocating hell where it gets so hard to feel completely happy. Just yesterday I was fine. I was happy. Everything was great. I was alone and happy. But one dream... One stupid dream... And its all put back to zero...