I saw him last night. It was in our apartment, yet it wasn't. There was someone else living there, all my stuff replaced with hers. But I was standing right next to him and I could feel the strength of his arms, only a whisper away from me. I began to frantically search through everything, but I didn't know what I was looking for. He was on the phone, making plans for the twentieth, just returning from her cousin's house in Pennsylvania. What does it mean, why did I have to even grovel in my dreams? He is such a shallow person, he doesn't deserve me, and yet I was dumbstruck just being so close to him...I hope this goes away very soon.