Last night I had a dream.

JOY.

This dream surfaced a void within me. The dream went like that:

A very old friend and I were hanging out.  We don't talk anymore now, but in the dream, we were laughing and chatting happily. But in dreamland, there was an attraction between both of us.

But it was the ending that made a really deep impact. The dream ended with him telling a random stranger that the girl he likes ( holding up my hand) refuses to kiss him. And he refused to let me go till I kissed him.

At that moment, even though it was just a dream, there was a unrepressible surge of joy. It was the same feeling I got when Gavin told me he loved me for the first time.

The dream has been on my mind since then. And I realize that it's been a really long time since I was truly happy, a pure innocent happiness...

And it's killing me inside....

MISERY.

What would you do if someone tells you that everything you've believed in was a lie?

That's exactly the decision I'm facing now. To continue to stand firm in my belief that there is some good in people, that not everything people do is for a motive.

It would be so much easier if the people around me were not proving the theory right.