Changing names here but when I was a teenager I knew this dude named Chris who was a couple years older than me. He was dating a guy named Joey, couple years older than him, and ended up cheating on him. Joey was devastated and I, being friends with both, allied myself with Joey. I was the one who told Chris that he had to tell Joey in the first place. I was friends with him for a few years. He was a couple years older than me and going to school to be a pilot. After being friends for a while, I randomly took a picture of my desk and posted it to 4chan. I was like 16 and stupid, also rapidly falling in love with him. A lot about him to love. In it was my MSN friends list (really dating myself) and Joey was on it. His phone number was in the status. He got dinged with a couple random texts and calls and just... lost it. Said it was a massive betrayal and refused to ever speak to me again. Couple years after that a friend who also knew his details contacted him. Dude said that I was dead to him.
Couple years after that and I'm in a gay bar in Toronto, like a thousand miles away from where I knew him, and there's a flight attendant who is based out of a nearby area. Mentions flying with a pilot a lot. I made a joke about knowing a gay pilot. We both jokingly go to say the name. Joey . Stare at each other in stunned silence. They pull up Joey's facebook and it's the same dude. I have no idea whatever happened after that. Only know that that night I had a dream more vivid than anything else in my life. I bumped into him in a pharmacy and we talked. He said that he overreacted, I said that I was stupid, and we started to chat more. About a week past in the dream where we were friends again. I was (and I think still am a little bit) still in love with him but didn't care. Was just happy that I had my friend back.
I woke up the next morning and was happy for the first time in a very long time. I've gone through a lot of shit and this was during a particularly bad period. I grabbed my phone and went to text him. I opened the texts and then as I started to look for his name in the text list I finally started to fully wake up. The realization it was a dream started to take hold. Haven't sobbed like that before and I don't think I have since.
I know it's not exactly related to the meme but I saw him this morning and I know it was him. I'm having a hard time trying to figure out what i'm feeling. I just know I'm sad but... something else too.
