Is a Dream just a Dream?

Last night, I have a dream. Not, it's not like Martin Luther King's kinda dream. A unusual dream that I would never think that would have happened. The best part was that I still remember the details of it...

After not seeing him for almost 5 years now, H was in my dream. I realized that the place seems new to me and I do not have anywhere to run to, but keep bumping into him and his friends. I was on a subway and when I get off the train, his face was right in front of me. Of course I was surprised and shocked to see him. Was he following me all this time? I can see that his friends were nearby and he asked me to wait while he gets them. I was panic and do not know what to do next. All I can think of is RUN! How strange was this? I keep running and it seems that he chased me till somewhere a university. I saw him and his gang in a group coming towards me from afar. I saw and keep hiding myself. I was running and hiding from him as much as I could. I can see that his friends were trying to look for me as well. H was looking for me high and low which I do not have an answer to that. Did he manage to get me? I doubt it. I managed to escape....

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I wonder if he has the same dream as I did last night. I wonder what prompted me to even think of him. Yet, I'm curious. Do I miss him? Not at all. What I had went thru with him, if I could ever turn back time is to delete the memory. That's why I didn't even bother to print pictures of the times with him. I would rather not speak about the times. A lot of times and things have been lost and those are irreplaceable. He has hurt me a lot and very deep. He has let me down so much that I want to keep giving myself a reason that he was not that kind. Yet, he is that kind.

Am I giving myself more than enough time to let him out of my memory? Yes, it takes time and out of the sudden this dream occurred. I really pray that this dream is just a dream which will never ever going to happen in the future.