Posted on: 2015-09-09 by Guest

So I have this neighbor named Matthew who lives across the street from me. He is three years older than me and I have had a crush on him for over 2 years. So, I had a dream that Matthew was going back to Texas (he lives there part time) and we were both really sad about it, so we went down to a secluded basketball court by our houses, and for some reason my family was down there too. The scene had an eerie yet pleasant feel to it. We were dressed as fourteenth century royalty. He wass wearing black pants and a white shirt with suspenders (yes I know this wasn't 14th century dress style). I was wearing one of those super puffy dresses. He grabbed my arm to dance in a classical manner, and I didn't know how so I kind of stumbled around a bit. Then he threw me up in the air and my dress acted like an umbrella and slowly let me fall back down. Then we walked back up the hill to my house and he actually let me cling to his arm similar to a hug. We got to my house and we were both really sad that he was leaving. He had dirt on his suit so I sprayed him and some of my dirt covered family members with a hose. It was a romantically tragic dream.