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I can't stop dreaming about them...Whenever he's in my dream he's either alive and happy, or hating me.Whether the dream is good or bad, it feels like it destroys a part of my soul.I wake up and for…Continue
Started this discussion. Last reply by Frances Koonce Aug 10, 2018.
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I can't stop dreaming about them...
Whenever he's in my dream he's either alive and happy, or hating me.
Whether the dream is good or bad, it feels like it destroys a part of my soul.
I wake up and for a few blissful moments he's still alive. Then I remember it was a dream, and it's like he dies all over again.
I can hear the police knocking at my door to tell me. I can feel the empty horror, I can see the faces of the people who were around me contorted…
ContinuePosted on July 30, 2018 at 6:37pm
Everyone keeps telling me to just remember the good times with him, that it'll be better if I just remember the good times.
So I try.
They make me laugh, but they hurt so much. for every happy moment that runs through my mind, I feel like my heart gets torn a bit more.
I loved him, I love him. So much, and it hurts so much.
He was goofy, and funny, and cynical.
He loved to complain about things, like pop music. He…
ContinuePosted on July 30, 2018 at 6:00pm
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