I get this dream where I concoct a situation revolving around my first love. I always see people from my high school. I always feel nostalgic and reminisce. I always see her legs shrouded by the glistening dress she wore. I can't ever seem to find her face. I always look everywhere for her but see nothing. Just boring old friends, boring old teachers and the like. Then I wake up and remind myself that I have to be numb again.