Tricia, my ex-girlfriend, is at this party. The setting seems dark and dismal, but other than that, i remember no details about where i was. We are talking, and neither of us is happy.
Her hair is up and she is wearing a black zip-up jacket. She is drinking something through a straw. I don't know what is in the cup.
At some point, we become alone. Or maybe not alone, just private. I ask her how she is and if she's met anyone. She says no. The conversation continues. I notice a hicky on her neck that is so bruised it's almost green. I then notice more of these hicky-bruises on her chest. I ask her what they are. She shrugs off the question. I prod, and she tells me she hasn't met one person, but she is in fact dating several different guys now; and the one named "Alex" was in fact the hickey-giver.
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I woke up sad today because of this dream. I've always felt that when a person who's left your life starts appearing in your dreams, it is the signal the mind has let go of that individual. and feeling that love flicker out is, well, sad.