The boy from summer
When I was younger, I had the biggest crush on my neighbor. Summer days were so fun and felt endless with him. We laughed, flirted, and existed in that innocent kind of closeness that only childhood can create. But somewhere along the way, he became mean, and I chose to not speak to him because I knew love should never feel disrespectful. I avoided throughout high school and never confronted him about why all of a sudden he just had become cruel.
Anyway life moved on. Married, moved away, no contact and he became a distant chapter I thought I had closed. Yet somehow, he still appears in my dreams. And when he does I see him in real life in very random locations like in different towns, airport layovers, never close enough to speak, just enough to see each other from a distance. A strange familiarity that lingers for a second too long. Has this ever happened to anyone? Have you had dreams and then boom there they are? What does it mean?