A Dream

by Adam
(Sandler)

Original Text: A Dream

Oh!! I forgot to tell you about my dream. Actually I never intended to tell you this.
Last night I had a really weird dream. It had me, neha, you & a lot of your friends!!
So neha sets us up a meeting for both of us..she's with one of her friends, u & me. I'm very happy that neha made us meet. You and me are alone..& you take me someplace to eat momos.
Every thing seems so perfect.
But this is where the bubble breaks. Neha vanishes somewhere. Even you disappear. & suddenly I have a fne in my hand. I get a call frm you. You are somewhere..idk where..with ur frnds.
& you are telling me how right you were to break up with me. What a jerk I am. You are telling me to never call you or msg you again..you rare telling me..go die..rot in hell!! I get a feeling that you don't wanna say all of it..some of it..yeah..but not all of it!! Now I cn hear ur frnds provoking you..to insult me..you start saying a lot of things to me..you give me a million reasons why I should forget thinking about you. You are telling me how beautiful, how elegant, how charming, how high class you are..you call me a filth off the streets. You and your frnds are having a good time, all of you are laughing at me..some of them are even throwing insults (not swears) on me.. About me..I am doing nothing..I'm just listening..regretting even meeting you..the insults are too much for me..

Then suddenly I woke up!!

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Revised Text:

Oh! I forgot to tell you about my dream. Actually I never intended to tell you this but last night I had a really weird dream. It had me, Neha, you and a lot of your friends!

So Neha sets us up a meeting for both of us. She's with one of her friends, you and me. I'm very happy that Neha made us meet. You and me are alone and you take me someplace to eat momos.

Every thing seems so perfect, but this is where the bubble breaks. Neha vanishes somewhere. Even you disappear and suddenly I have a phone in my hand. I get a call from you. You are somewhere, I don't know where, with your friends, and you are telling me how right you were to break up with me.

What a jerk I am. You are telling me to never call you or message you again. You are telling me, "Go die, rot in hell!" I get a feeling that you don't want to say all of it. Some of it, yeah, but not all of it!

Now I can hear your friends provoking you to insult me. You start saying a lot of things to me. You give me a million reasons why I should forget thinking about you. You are telling me how beautiful, how elegant, how charming, how high class you are. You call me filth off the streets. You and your friends are having a good time, all of you are laughing at me. Some of them are even throwing insults (not swearwords) at me, about me.

I am doing nothing, I'm just listening, regretting even meeting you. The insults are too much for me.

Then suddenly, I woke up!

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