A Strange Dream

 it's the third time I visited this place. 

the building was the combination of two famous coffee chain shop we used to visit, which reminded me this place is not real. 

however, we sat at the center of the crowd, and I don't remember the exact conversation. I just remembered you seemed exhausted, but you still had this laugh on your face, and I wondered how did you possessed a contradictory face emotion while you have a completely different emotion inside? I don't remember the exact conversation, like I said, but I noticed we didn't talk something serious and hard topic. but finally you said you are exhausted. with a laugh. 

i asked why. i don't remember your answer. 

I turned my face around and saw that all people wore black clothes. I don't remember the color you and I wore. I think it's more colorful. not this terrifying monochrome colors. I noticed something was off. 

i decided to go to bathroom and back to the place we sat. but no one's there. no customers. no coffee shop. the building has changed into the real one--a university. 

then, I woke up.

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it's a strange dream

i haven't dream about you since awhile.