I have one relationship that did not have an ending. I'm over it, really. Long time past by. It's just we did not have a chance to close it properly. We did not talk about what was wrong or right: I just cut it down and he did not disagree. That's how our romance ended: without a decent ending.
He came however in my dreams, many times. In these dreams every time he wanted to start it over, but I said no. I guess it was too painful for me that he withdrew emotionally when I needed him the most.
This morning I woke up remembering my dream and he was in it. I was in my home city with my mum and we walked next to the cinema hall at the bus stop not far from the place where I spent my first weeks. As we passed the bus stop I saw him with his colleague girl and a few other people including one blonde girl I wasn't able to recognise. I think there was a romantic connection between them, what's what I observed from my dream. I became very happy to see him again and wanted to approach them to say hi. Just like friends. And here, he did a movement with his hand quite angrily kind of showing me to back off, like when you sweep things under the carpet in order to forget them. I turned around and left with my mum. It hurt me in my dream, that even after many years he could not talk to me like friends. Like the whole thing meant nothing for him.
In reality I am so happy I made that decision to break up with him.
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