I had the most terrible dream last night I think I could ever have. For some reason I was at Kirk again; I suppose because my subconscious self was dreaming of going home. Only, Chris was there - but he was there with another girl. I saw him and stood there gaping, then I walked away and pretended like I didn't see him. When I was walking away, he saw me and caught up with me. "Why don't you get in the truck, and we'll all go hang out? It'll be fun," he said. I just stood there with tears welling up in my eyes. I couldn't believe he was even asking me to hang out with him and that - that - other girl. I was angry. I was furious. I was seething. But more than that, I was hurting. He tried to play it off and be smooth, but somehow I just knew that he didn't love me anymore - that we weren't us anymore.

I eventually woke up to a tear-stained face and a soaking pillow. *shivers* Thank God it was only a dream.

What can I say? I miss him already.