Nightmares Of Reality

Yes..I'm back. Finally!
After having the biggest nightmare ever, It came to my attention that I've been too damn lazy to write. Well..Here I am! My nightmare was..good and bad at the same time. When it comes to nightmares, mine usually consists of death. But, The dream was so real.
It took place in a Valentine's Day Dance and of course, I was the only person without a date. As I was scarfing down the food table, this 'mystery guy' ended up coming towards me. As I watch him come closer, I realize that it was Him. (I'm tired of calling the guy who broke my heart "Him." Let's call him..Pear) Anyways, long story short: Pear wanted to be with me and I kept refusing until he never stopped. Finally, I woke up screaming at the top of my lungs.
Then, I kept wondering: Was it really a nightmare after all? I mean, all I wanted for the last few months was him to be mine.  Deep down inside, I actually wanted that dream to be reality.
But, It Can't. That's the sucky thing about dreaming; whether it's riding a unicorn or being with this guy, it's not really possible.
I was looking through the Internet (like always), and there is a saying that if you are dreaming about someone, that means they are thinking about me...Oh poop.
Wait..That Means Brendon Urie Is Thinking About Me..YES!
Love,
A