Never cheat.
I still have dreams about what happened before Mike and I got together. Too chicken to talk to anyone about it. Hence blog.
I have the same dream every time. My dream goes fine, normally like a dream. Just random stuff. And then, suddenly, there she is. Standing in the middle of my dream. And in my dream I smile and give her a hug and make conversation until I jolt awake with his heavy ass guilt weight on my chest. I don't know why I do the same thing every dream. I think it's because I want to know she doesn't hate me. Even though I haven't seen her since Senior Prom. Hell, I don't even know if she knows. I'm assuming she does. I'm assuming I'm a bitch and a whore and a liar and a slut in her eyes. I feel like I deserve that though. I feel so terrible for what I did.
It's been over a year.
I'm a terrible person.
