The other night I dreamt of Trey.
I was at CdM on the first day of school. Everyone was there and every face had a name.
I was saying hi to Ann Klunder and suddenly Michelle Tolfa walked behind me and said "Hey Adi!" I didn't notice so she started walking away with a guy and I heard her say, faintly, "Oh, fine, ignore me!"
So I immediately turned around and yelled "Hey, wait Michelle! How are you?"
She turned around and next to her was Trey in his high-water cords and Jurassic Park shirt. As soon as I saw Trey I stared at him. My mouth was agape. Michelle and others were making small talk but I couldn't hear it, much less care about it. Trey stared back at me and smiled. He spoke and his voice became the one clear thing I heard, "Be careful" he said. Then he reached out and gave me a hug, the kind of hug that is so tight your shoulders touch your cheeks, just like the last hug he gave me in New York, a week before he died.
I kept my eyes open when he hugged me in the dream. I felt them turn red and hot. I saw the planter behind us, the big tree, the quad behind it, the stage behind that, the buildings, the people--all getting blurry. Suddenly I broke away and began the walk back to the music room. I felt like everyone was looking at me, watching me cry for no reason. But I knew better than they did.
Just before I got in the hallway I remember thinking "I wish Bree could be at CdM this year"
Then I woke up.
I miss you so, so much.
I was at CdM on the first day of school. Everyone was there and every face had a name.
I was saying hi to Ann Klunder and suddenly Michelle Tolfa walked behind me and said "Hey Adi!" I didn't notice so she started walking away with a guy and I heard her say, faintly, "Oh, fine, ignore me!"
So I immediately turned around and yelled "Hey, wait Michelle! How are you?"
She turned around and next to her was Trey in his high-water cords and Jurassic Park shirt. As soon as I saw Trey I stared at him. My mouth was agape. Michelle and others were making small talk but I couldn't hear it, much less care about it. Trey stared back at me and smiled. He spoke and his voice became the one clear thing I heard, "Be careful" he said. Then he reached out and gave me a hug, the kind of hug that is so tight your shoulders touch your cheeks, just like the last hug he gave me in New York, a week before he died.
I kept my eyes open when he hugged me in the dream. I felt them turn red and hot. I saw the planter behind us, the big tree, the quad behind it, the stage behind that, the buildings, the people--all getting blurry. Suddenly I broke away and began the walk back to the music room. I felt like everyone was looking at me, watching me cry for no reason. But I knew better than they did.
Just before I got in the hallway I remember thinking "I wish Bree could be at CdM this year"
Then I woke up.
I miss you so, so much.
