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Are dreams really a subconscious part of us talking? I dreamt of you again last night. I didn't want to wake up. The intensity of passion in this particular dream has left me paralysed. Now I sit in sweet limbo of flashbacks. I love dreaming of you. I hate waking up knowing it can never be... Its like going back to original settings.. It hurts going back there. Now I have to retrain my soul to again get used to living without you... It is always an uphill battle, doing that. Because the moment all seem to settle, the moment all seem to calm, there comes another disturbing fervent dream. Back to settings once more.