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You fight with the one you love, you fall asleep upset, crying, angry, resentful, with no response after 25 unanswered calls, 12 unanswered, angry texts, and you dream of someone else. You dream of him, your first love- you haven’t dreamt of him in so long, but it’s so real, your dream. He comes up to you, comes up close, shy and flirtatious, despite the fact that you’ve long since broken up, and you’re in a new, loving relationship that you are so happy with, but still you let him come up close, you cannot help but be tempted by this old and familiar love.

You spend time together, you recall older, fonder memories, and he finally declares that he is still in love with you, says he wants to start over, and you, in the short time you’ve been reunited, have fallen back in love, and you agree, you want to be together again, even though in the back of your head you’re thinking about the one you’re with, the one you love now, how can you do this to him if you love him so much, but still it doesn’t matter and you run off, happy and content to be reunited with your first love once again. 

But still, you wake up, for it was only a dream, and you wake up and you’re not with him, and you wake up knowing that you didn’t cheat on your boyfriend, but you wake up upset and confused and you wake up questioning, do you really love the one you’re with, would you really go back to your old love if you had the chance, would you really give up everything you had now?

And what if you would, what if you did, what if it wasn’t a dream, and then you start to question if he’s really right for you, you start to question if you really love him, you start to question if you really loved him at all.