“Do you still dream?”
“I thought that I was dreaming now.”
“You know what I mean.”
“I suppose I do.”
“Do dream, or do know?”
“Either.”
“What do you dream about?”
“When I remember?”
“Yeah, when you remember.”
“Do you want me to be honest, or do you want me to tell you what I think you want to hear?”
“Both.”
“I dream about you.”
“Really?”
“Really. Not like sex or anything. We’re just together. Spending time with each other.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. I had a dream about a week ago with you. We spent an afternoon just lying on our backs in a field.”
“That sounds really nice.”
“Yeah, sunshine and everything. It was beautiful.”
“Sounds like it.”
“What about you?”
“What about me?”
“Do you still dream?”
“No.”
“Not at all?”
“As rarely as possible.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I mean I really don’t like thinking about you all that much anymore.”
“…”
“No, I…not that…”
“Then what?”
“I just…it hurts too much to think about you anymore.”
“I guess that makes sense.”
“Yeah…I mean, it was good and all.”
“You don’t have to say that. I should be apologizing.”
“Yeah, you probably should, but I don’t expect you to.”
“Ouch.”
“Well, I mean, I’m just trying to be honest with you.”
“I know.”
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