4.12AM.
Something strange happened last night.
I remember I dozed off around 10pm.
But there is a text on my phone at 10.44pm to Ginny saying that I miss her.
I just woke up and I don’t have any recollection of sending that text.
Did I send it in my sleep?
I had a dream just now that Ginny’s mother was going to come home to speak about our wedding.
And Ginny was behaving like a college student, which was very unlike her.
I don’t know what’s happening.
After I woke up, I was unable to remember what day or time it was.
Things have been so extremely stressful.
It feels as though centuries have passed since we last met.
But I remember everything like it happened yesterday.
Does she think of me too? I wouldn’t know.
So much has happened and I’m losing track of time and awareness.
Nothing really makes sense sometimes.
How am I still in love with her when it’s been ages since we last spoke?
Why are my feelings getting stronger by the day?
Why does living in this double life feel like a dream?
Everything feels like a dream infact.