Bringing back more than a memory

I saw you in my dreams last night. I saw you in my dreams when I was eating my lunch, and I purposely ignored you at first because I didn't think it was you. You were there, standing behind me calling my name while I was walking away from you and trying to ignore you to show you I was hurt and angry. But then I turned around to see if it was really you, and I could almost reach out and touch you. You asked where I was going and why I was leaving, and I'm not sure how I even answered your question. But we talked and my stomach twisted into a knot at the thought that you were there with me. I can't even accurately remember how long it's been since we've talked, and I had mixed emotions seeing you again.

My alarm clock rang, I automatically hit "snooze" and dozed back off to try to find you again, but it was too late. I knew now I was only dreaming, but I replayed this scene in my head, as if it were a memory I was replaying. I tried to remember how your voice sounded in my dream, because I haven't heard it in so long. And then I cursed my alarm clock because I hadn't finished talking to you.

Are dreams really answers to questions we haven't yet figured out how to ask? If so, then my brain has surely accomplished this. Even if it was only a dream, I wanted to ask you why we weren't friends anymore and why you stopped talking to me. I tried to fall back asleep and convince myself I could place myself back in the dream again. I wanted answers, even if only in a dream, to find out why things turned out the way they did between us.

I finally woke up and moved on with my day, but all day I've been thinking about the conversations we had. I've been replaying in my mind certain things you said to me, wondering how someone could feel so compelled to say such strong statements but then drop our friendship like a bad habit. I wonder where you are now and how you're doing. I hope you're doing well and know that I dream of you sometimes.