I had a dream today. We were at his sister’s house, spending some time with his nieces. This was after the break-up. I waited until he was holding the baby so that I could go downstairs to play princess with the older niece. As she took out the things to play, I stopped her and told her I need to say something important. For once, she was listening. I told her it was the last time I could probably see her again, because he and I were “no longer friends.” I started crying and she hugged me to wipe away my tears.
Then, I actually woke up to a call from him recounting some story about his niece. My head and heart hurt. I hung up and went to dance practice.
