An awful dream.

I had a dream last night.
I met a boy and we fell madly in love.
People were against it, we fought for it, and then it was fine.
Outta nowhere, I cheated on him. And he saw it.
I could see the light fading off his eyes.
I felt empty, like I'd feel in his place.
Now I'm awake, and I spent the day thinking of it.
With that image in my mind.
His expression, his reaction.
Like if the floor vanished from his feet.
I feel bad for that, until now.
I don't doubt it will stay in my mind for a while.
That truly gave me a lesson.
A lesson for real life.