I wish I could control my dreams.
I am sick of having him show up night after night.
I'm over it. But not according to my subconscious.
But I will admit, it is hard to remember him for the jerk that he is when my dreams paint him the way I thought of him when we were together.
So go away. You aren't real. And I don't want to remember it anymore.
It's done. End of story.
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