Last night I had a dream that kinda fucked with my head when I woke up. I was in love with this girl, I'd follow her everywhere she went. I did everything for her and I was just so lost in love. Sometimes she'd dissapear, and her best friend would be there, so I'd ask "hey, where did she go?" Which the best friend would always reply, "oh she had to go do some stuff she'll be back". So I'd go about my business. Then one day my family all tried to sit me down and tell me they were worried. Apparently the girl I was on love with, did not exist. I would constantly be talking to myself thinking I was talking to her. Walking around talking to myself looking crazy. Once I realized this, I broke down. But the girls best friend was real, and she was there through the whole process and she actually loved me and cared for me while I was going thru this whole breakdown. I guess it's a way of saying, you can be madly in love with someone who in the end, isn't going to be there. And someday you'll find the one who will always be there, through the breakdowns, through the good times..through everything. I need to stop chasing ghosts. I need to stop chasing people who are no longer there.