A dream about a girl.
She wasn't real though. I woke up this morning (yesterday morning, really) and I almost wanted to cry. Because although I knew it was a dream, she was just so perfect, I ddin't want to let go. I could feel myself waking up, and I just held my eyes closed trying to hold onto that dream. Because I knew as soon as I woke up, that girl, and everything that I wanted that girl to be, would be gone. There would be no "jenny" for me.
I doubt there ever will be.
I'm sad. And lonely. and i just want to move on, and I can't.