She still haunts my dreams

She was in my dreams last night, this is not the first time that it has happened. Her thoughts resurface every now and then. I look at her pictures sometimes, think about our times together.

Were we just kids who did not understand love completely? Did we weigh ourselves down with the word 'love', when instead we should have just been having fun? We were young. We were still evolving.

It has been a while since we parted ways. She still haunts my dreams.
I can't remember last night's dream completely. The days after the dreams are the worst. Disoriented. Her thoughts will take a day or two to fade away.

These dreams, just like the memories are there somewhere in my head. As I try to grasp and hold on to them, they slip away.

I don't know how much longer figments of her will linger in my unconsciousness. Much like a masochist I want to prolong this pain.