I hate waking up..

..after unsettling dreams. Why you were in my dream last night I will never know.

But just the thought of it brings a lot of questions in my head, and a lot of negative emotions. Followed by that same feeling of apathy I always feel when I think about you.

In my dream we were friends and we wanted to live next door to each other and manipulated a lot of other people's living situations to do so. It was all well and good and there was no awkwardness or contempt, just me and you as friends. Hmm, friends.

When in reality, I wish nothing to do with you but always wish that you are doing well. Strange.