MP is tired of your summer jokes (_summerby) wrote, @ 2013-05-16 21:20:00
(Private: Mark Summerby) I've been dreaming about her for two weeks now. Two weeks ever since McGonngall had to get up during dinner and remind us all of everyone who died a year ago. Of Megan. As if it wasn't difficult enough to get her out of my head before. I had been doing so well. I hadn't really thought about her in a while, but now it feels as if she's died all over again. And I'm there, standing outside like an idiot because I can't see a dead body without losing it.
I don't know why this is affecting me this way. I keep telling myself that we weren't dating when she died, that what happened between us had been forgotten, a thing of the past, a bad memory, that it wasn't that big of a deal. So why does it feel like such a big deal now? I'm not going crazy. I know it's her in my dreams. It's always been her. She's always the same, dressed in white and pale. What does that mean? I've never put much stock into dreams, but this is starting to get ridiculous.
Is it just me or is it incredibly difficult to concentrate on studying around here lately?