#200



Dear old friend,

I have no idea how I had a dream of you last night, but ever since I woke up this morning, I couldn't let go of your picture in my mind.

I miss you, dear friend. I miss you badly. I wonder if you miss me too. I wonder why you have abandoned our friendship. I wonder if you too dream of me every once and awhile.

How come does my mind still remember you, specially in the midst of such emotionally exhausting days? I have this belief in dreams that they come right in the time we need them the most. Is my dream a sign of anything at all? Or is it just a game my mind decided to play randomly.

I wish you could only know how much I miss you, how much I love you, though all the heartache you have caused me. I just want my friend back. Can I?!


The friend who misses you.

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