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| Take my hand. Take my whole life, too. |
The theme being shown in my past few dreams (if you haven't guessed yet) is that of love. Or, in my case, infatuation that is rather deep but I would not call it love. It just seems more appropriate to use the song title so that I may use the picture and caption to the right.
On the first night it seemed like any other dream although I was in a regular parking lot. Wherein I went inside of the building that this parking lot led to and there were a few old-school games and a restroom just down the hallway. I want to say it was a furniture store of sorts that I was in. Anyway, one of my friends was playing on the racing game right next to me. I could feel my heart pounding like crazy and he got up because he was leaving. I was going to walk him to the door and there was an odd feeling between us in the dream. In the dream only. It was as if he had known that I liked him at some point or other but knew I no longer felt that way about him. Then he said something along the lines of "Let us be like old people and just say ducks." Which in my dream I totally knew what it meant and I know what it means right now because of my dream. It is just that the thought process of it makes no sense at all. It essentially meant what I stated before. That I liked him but no longer did and (in the dream) he liked me at that current time both in the past and present (of the dream). It is just that he was, and is, too afraid to have others know that he felt that way. We talked in the parking lot and he left where I then went back inside the same room and I woke up.
On the second night it was something very similar but with a different person and this time it was at a beach. Although I told this person how I felt and it seemed like a few weeks had passed but ever since I told him he had changed somewhat. He didn't seem as happy as he used to be and everyone really noticed that this person was acting rather odd. It eventually led up to me telling them that I was over it and why couldn't they just get over it.
The third night went very similarly with a different setting and different person. This person didn't reciprocate the feelings. Blah, blah, blah. Fourth night is a repeat with a different setting and person, blah, blah, blah.
The fifth night I was at a mall of some sort and we were just fooling around. Playing around with toy swords and being very much how guys are. Or from what I have seen. Throughout the whole dream we were very touchy-feely. A few of our friends came by and we still acted very similarly. I walked in front of him and he was right behind me the whole entire time while walking out of the building and over to an ice cream parlour. We walked side by side to get some ice cream and we sat down with all of our friends and shared the ice cream. The best part of it was that the two of us were comfortable enough with the other to be that close without thinking anything about it. That we could just be friends but still have that level of comfort.

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